Mr PP's Muse Strikes Again!

... which might be what these shadow heads are discussing. Or it could be whatever the little figure is in between them? But it seemed a good image for Silly Saturday.

Earlier today I casually mentioned to Mr PP that Princess Anne was about to turn 70 (or maybe has already?) and, lo! the muse struck. Since the first time Mr PP's poetic talents hit my journal, I know some followers have been looking forward to his next opus. So here it is:

How many marriages?
how many sprogs?
how many horses?
how many dogs?

How many cups?
how many medals?
for the thing that she rides
doesn't have any pedals.

by Mr PP (all his own work)

Funny weather today: bright sunshine in the morning and pouring rain in the afternoon, turning into positive deluges this evening. Nevertheless, Mr B cooked a fab barbecue for a handful of their friends to enjoy under their gazebo. Oh, and we had our fair share, too, and discovered that little Miss B likes (quality) beefburger bits!

I think the rain has cleared the air a bit; it's been quite close for the past 24 hours.