21st March, 2016 What better way to celebrate World Poetry Day than to be given the opportunity to perform a little ditty on BBC Radio Northampton. Thank you, Annabel Amos for inviting my on your fabulous Drivetime show... Great fun, as always! Click the player below to catch it... Skeletons in Closets Skeletons in closets When does the first climb in? And who declares it is each time A mortifying sin? For the humerus of Number One Was funny at the time So it didn’t take an army To make me ‘do’ that crime And ‘cos Two just lumbered in there I will make no bones about it … Though only privately, of course I’m not about to shout it For yes… the tib and fib of Three When remembered… make me cringe Thus placing him behind closed doors Does mitigate the twinge Plus there was that awful colleague Whom I never seemed to click with Yeah, in he went, so he no longer Had a bone to pick with But it’s said it’s how one tackles things When trouble is afoot And being a heel, Five did deserve To be in the cupboard put And that grumpy grouchy sternum Who made me somewhat illium He surely earned his timeshare In my wardrobe condominium OK… as I’ve expanded The circle of my friends It’s true the radius of some Have just been means to ends But though it’s thought closed cupboard doors Are not how one atones Come on! Needs must… when you don’t want To feel it in your bones You shove ‘em in, without a thought Pretend life’s just a breeze And hope there’s always future room In which one more can squeeze But now I’ve found my closet’s full I’ve dropped too many clangers Time to clear? Confess? Come clean? Nah… I’ll just go buy some hangers?