The Rise and Rise of the App!

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If you had been asked a couple of years ago: “What is an app?” how would you have answered? Would you have thought that the speaker was boasting about his physique or a new piece of apparatus in the torture chamber that is the gym? The almost overnight arrival of the App has turned our mobile phone into more like a prop from Star Trek than a telephone! The other day I cleared out a drawer and discovered an old mobile phone from  just nine years ago – it was a phone, no camera, no music and certainly not a hint of an app! Where to now, I can’t even begin to imagine.
At this stage the Baldock Bard feels he has to admit that he has over 70 apps on his i-phone. It begs the question: what does your phone say about you…?

I bought an i-phone, my old mobile was crap,
The man in the shop said: “Now you need an app!”
On my way home, I needed a map,
I stopped in a lay-by, and bought my first app!
Now I can’t stop, If I do I feel flat,
All I keep thinking? “There’s an app for that!”

I remembered our Anniversary, I’m such a diplomat!
Must order some flowers, “There’s an app for that!”
On a countryside ramble, with my mate Pat,
Where’s the nearest beer garden? “There’s an app for that!”
I’m off to a wedding, Umbrella or hat?
Court shoes or Wellies? “There’s an app for that!”
If the central hearings broken, with faulty thermostat,
I need to know the temperature, “There’s an app for that!”
Last night I was greedy, today I feel fat,
Nearest fitness centre? “There’s an app for that!”
My nephew is staying, (he’s a spoilt brat!),
Where can I take him? “There’s an app for that!”
England playing at the Oval, are they in to bat?
Are they winning? “There’s an app for that!”
To order some pet food, a bell for the cat,
Some chews for the dog, “There’s an app for that!”
I rang Ruth in Los Angeles, I wanted a chat,
Couldn’t find her number, “There’s an app for that!”

But now my phone’s broken, on it I sat!
My wife said to me: “There’s no app for that!”

© Baldock Bard
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The Car Park Miracle!

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On a trip to France some years ago I saw a notice in front of a disabled parking bay. It read something like this: ‘Take my parking space but take my disability too!’ I wonder if you have witnessed a ‘supermarket car-park miracle’ when Jesus was nowhere in sight?

I went to a large store in Letchworth,
That has a revolving door,
I witnessed a biblical miracle,
That made me feel just a bit sore!

This woman got out of her motor,
Parked in a well-marked disabled bay,
Put her disability badge on the dashboard,
She therefore had no need to pay!

But Lo! She spotted the door,
As it rotated in front of her eyes,
And suddenly ran for the opening,
I was dumbstruck with utter surprise!

I’m afraid that’s the end to my story,
The supermarket miracle tale,
The invalid suddenly better,
Seen: Everywhere. Each week. Without fail!

© Baldock Bard
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Counting Sheep – The Dangers of Caffeine!

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There are many things in life that are worse than not being able to sleep. However waking up in the middle of the night and finding your mind on full alert can be un-nerving and disruptive. Sometimes it is as a result of genuine worry, but in my case is usually self-inflicted through the intake of too much caffeine…

Counting Sheep – The Dangers of Caffeine!

Have you ever lain awake, with a restless feeling?
You study every inch of your bedroom ceiling.
The smallest little thing, grows larger than life,
You daren’t even move in case you wake your wife!
Everything is bubbling, around in your mind,
You can’t leave the worries of the day behind.
When you were younger, you could stay up all night,
Now you’re older, sleep becomes a fight.
You know a lettuce sandwich, can help you get to sleep,
So forget nocturnal coffee or you’ll end up counting sheep!

© Baldock Bard
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The Antique Dealer

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One of the enduring charms of a car boot sale is the unpredictability of what’s for sale. I once knew a man who went to a sale and didn’t find a Ming Dynasty vase worth £1m (however the next week he was luckier!). A dealer once told me that it was more important that he liked what he bought than immediately thinking about the profit. This simple mantra had served him well through his many years of trading. You never know, next Saturday you may just find that one piece that guarantees you fame on Antiques Roadshow…

Bill’s an antique dealer
,
He knows about fine china,
Always goes to antique shows
,
Digs up treasure like a miner
.

First at the car boot sale
,
To snap up all that’s good,
His wife comes too, her name is Sue,
She’d lie-in if she could.

He spied some old Spode dishes,
Said they were fantastic
,
All his stock goes to his shop,
At home they eat off plastic!

© Baldock Bard
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Flying the Flag!

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Every so often the Busselcrats rattle their cages and introduce stupid legislation. This week they’ve been extra busy.
Firstly they pronounced that preserve with less than 60% sugar cannot be called ‘Jam’ (unless it’s from Denmark where it can be 57% sugar because they were granted a derogation!).
We have also been told  to observe ‘Europe Week’ (from May 9th).
We must also fly the EU flag over any organisation which manages development funding from Brussels. This could mean more than 1,000 organisations being forced to fly the flag or else…, including Jamie Oliver’s 15 Restaurant in Cornwall, my small farm and the Boot Sale!
The flag must be flown in ‘the dominant position, above any national flag (I don’t think so…!).

They’re stamping their feet in Brussels,
And telling us what to do,
We must fly their dreadful flag,
For a week each year or they’ll sue!

We’re to have a ‘Week for Europe’,
The first (May the 9th) or this:
If we fail, and they prevail,
We’ll just have to appeal to the Swiss!

So salute the flag of Europe,
Give it all you can,
Fingers two, (one will do!),
And flush it right down the pan!

© Baldock Bard
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Time Travelling with Aunty!

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The elderly are invisible in these youth-orientated times. What we fail to acknowledge as a community, is that it’s a place we are all heading towards. The fact is that we’ll all be old one day! So take a minute out of your day and make a pensioner’s day by saying ‘hello’, it could be your turn to be alone and lonely soon…

Time Travelling with Aunty

“For the next two weeks we’ll be down at the sea,
Daphne, Bertie, Freddie and me,
We’ll be travelling by LNER,
It’s much more convenient than taking the car.”

“Last year on the journey to County Kerry,
Freddie was ill on the old steam ferry,
Oh! How we laughed, you should have seen,
The look on his face when he turned pea-green.”

“We stayed in a guest house charming and quaint
That needed a clean and a coat of paint
In the evenings we danced at the end of the pier
And walked home in moonlight that was crystal clear.”

“I’m leaving now Aunty – I’ll see you soon,”
My shout echoed around that little old room,
One look back at her wrinkled smiling face,
I think she was happy in her far-off place.

© Baldock Bard
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The Royal Wedding Anniversary!

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I feel I ought to apologise now and ask those of nervous disposition to look away. This verse is more slushy than the slushiest-blue slushy-iced drink you’ve ever tasted. However it does give me an excuse to dig out the above photo of two cardboard-cutouts supposedly selling unwanted wedding gifts at a car boot sale. So sorry to one and all and if you come to the boot sale one Saturday I’ll buy you a coffee to make it up to you…

The Royal Wedding Anniversary

This weekend a year ago,
The world watched a couple to the altar go.
Love, a rare part of this Royal alchemy,
The result, a press-perfect kiss on the balcony.
The media here has largely forgotten,
The furore it created over a bridesmaid’s bottom,
(Having turned her into a celebrity,
They’re now ripping her to shreds in gay Paree!)
Meanwhile the happy couple in public thrive,
They are central to the monarchy staying alive.
There’s only one think that should prevail,
I think they ought to visit the car boot sale!

© Baldock Bard
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Big in Veg!

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On a visit to a vegetable wholesaler this morning I noticed that a certain type of buyer inhabits the enormous warehouse at silly-o’clock in the mornings. Very knowledgeable, large (in both character and build), most helpful and nearly always with earth-stained hands. I call this breed ‘Big in Veg!’…

Mick is ‘Big in Veg’,
He knows all there is to know,
His cauliflowers and carrots,
Which variety’s you should grow.

He drives a dirty King-Cab,
If you look into the back,
There’s always a net of sprouts,
And potatoes by the sack.

You’ll see him at the wholesalers,
Before the clock strikes three,
Leaning on a pallet of veg,
Fist around a mug of tea!

Although he is ‘BIG’ in Veg,
He’s the first to give a hand,
Helping shift some sacks of greens,
Or help to load a van.

If you see Mick at the market,
Or down at ‘Ye Olde Horse and Hedge’,
Doesn’t matter who he’s with,
He’ll be talking about his veg!

© Baldock Bard
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Dolly and the Rainy Days!

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Animals all have their own identities on this farm. None more than Dolly the Horse (I had to say that quietly because she has yet to discover that she is a horse. Ballerina, Rocket-Scientist or Princess naturally spring to mind). She keeps us all amused with her vastly outlandish behaviour and helps make this farm live up to the name many call it by – The Funny Farm…

Dolly the horse is upset,
It’s the dreadful weather you see.
Two days of rain,
Who’s to blame?
As she shelters under a tree.

She’s wearing a waterproof rug,
The keeps her long back dry.
Alas no hat,
She can’t have that,
Or the drips from the tree in her eye!

However this morning she’s better,
The sun is warming her back.
She needs sunglasses,
So she outclasses,
Her mucker-outer who’s dressed in a mack!

© Baldock Bard
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Stan and Angie’s Coach Tours!

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I was walking down Baldock High Street yesterday when a large coach pulled up in front of a small queue of pensioners standing in line with their suitcases. I got to thinking about coach travel and the people that I’ve seen waiting to join organised tours before. I found myself wondering: where are they going, do they do it often and is it fun?
This is a work of fiction any resemblance to any person or company either living or dead is entirely by accident.
So hop onboard and see where the journey takes you…

Stan and Angie’s Tours

Stan has a shiny coach, all that’s left from his divorce,
Apart from his daughter Angie (who stayed with him of course).
Together they spend their weeks, up and down the roads,
Showing their guests scenery and stately abodes.
Stan greets his elderly passengers and gently stows their cases,
Then welcomes them on-board, a sea of eager faces.
“Today we will be travelling, at a height of just three feet,”
It’s his little opening joke, he says it every week!
“We’ll be leaving shortly, please watch your neighbours knees,
By this time tomorrow, we might reach the Hebrides!”
Angie (dressed impeccably), wanders up and down the aisle,
“I’ll soon be serving coffee,” she tells pensioners with a smile.
When they stop for comfort breaks, inevitably a rush,
Mrs Scott from Stevenage almost trampled in the crush.
There’s a Mrs Jones from Swansea and a Mr Brocklehurst,
Mrs Carr from Redcar, makes sure she gets off first.
Mrs Strand from Sandwich left her teeth at Watford Gap,
Soup for every meal since then, picked up on her way back!
They’ve seen the Scottish mountains and a very big Welsh lake,
A big balloon, close to Troon, kept them all awake!
They’ve been to The Eden Project and visited Longleat too,
Seen the Bard at Stratford and even London Zoo.
When they reach their nightly stay, they’re ready for a meal,
Fish and chips, no fancy dips, no ‘foreign food’ like veal!
When staying in strange hotels, Stan finds it hard to sleep,
He ends up counting pensioners, instead of counting sheep!
By the end of seven days with them, they know the passenger’s needs,
They might add an extra visit, like an outlet store near Leeds.
“He’d make a lovely husband,” the old ladies say of Stan,
“Angie’d make a wonderful wife, we wish she’d find a man!”
Their passengers are like family, through sun and pouring rain,
At their peak, by the end of the week, all rush to book again!

© Baldock Bard
The Baldock Car Boot Sale’s 20th anniversary season continues next Saturday!

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