tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808596250801819029.post773024784867673707..comments2023-10-29T10:12:23.088+00:00Comments on ...The Slightly Eccentric Diary of Rob Z Tobor...: Poetry for X . . . . . Sort ofRob Z Toborhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03570498194207996145noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808596250801819029.post-41369416084145006202016-04-29T12:36:41.886+01:002016-04-29T12:36:41.886+01:00Yes I was struggling a bit with X Yes I was struggling a bit with X Rob Z Toborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03570498194207996145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808596250801819029.post-74738930582075495402016-04-28T23:26:44.889+01:002016-04-28T23:26:44.889+01:00Xtremely EXentric! ~Liz http://www.lizbrownleepoet...Xtremely EXentric! ~Liz http://www.lizbrownleepoet.comLiz Brownleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00391982640958944942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808596250801819029.post-54108342106071042312016-04-28T16:49:04.208+01:002016-04-28T16:49:04.208+01:00Yes good egg is a rather old fashioned slightly mi...Yes good egg is a rather old fashioned slightly middle class and almost obsolete sort of saying, so ideal for the likes of me.<br /><br />When we owned our gallery we used to get rats turn up in the yard at the back. They were sort of passing through as the food shop next door used to stick food down the drains and it always attracted the odd rat from time to time. In order not to scare customers they were all called Eric. I would often get a call from a member of staff to say Eric is in the yard. One day they phoned to say Eric was sat in next doors window watching folk wander by.Rob Z Toborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03570498194207996145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808596250801819029.post-80810492495940548152016-04-28T16:38:07.382+01:002016-04-28T16:38:07.382+01:00I have heard those London rats are mean critters, ...I have heard those London rats are mean critters, what with them, urban foxes and politicians I think I may be safer in the countryside. Although I am not sure why we have a new posh electric fence next to us today maybe we are expecting Zombies again.Rob Z Toborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03570498194207996145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808596250801819029.post-52108138465126298642016-04-28T14:58:06.310+01:002016-04-28T14:58:06.310+01:00A good egg? I'm familiar with that expression....A good egg? I'm familiar with that expression. Must have been something I read. The letter X is giving several bloggers headaches today. You just need to name your rat Xavier and all will be well.Tamara Narayanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03725262301091012950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8808596250801819029.post-21965935580217072852016-04-28T13:41:29.573+01:002016-04-28T13:41:29.573+01:00Now that poem might work if one had a slight lisp....Now that poem might work if one had a slight lisp.<br /><br />The humble rat is not so humble in London. They are large enough to strap on a saddle and ride through the cobbled streets.And their attitude stinks. I came across one recently and it gave me a look that said, "wot you looking at? Why don't you take a picture, it will last longer." It was quite a long look.<br /><br />Ooh, can't wait to read your Y post from the sounds of it.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06418601369080683210noreply@blogger.com