Saturday, 7 February 2015

Blowing Your Final Raspberry

I think I've had a bit of a wobble this morning
One of the hens gave a loud fart when she burst out of the hen house this morning and dropped dead at my feet.
I suspect it's got me to thinking how insignificant we all are.
In a hen, fart, drop dead, sort of way that is.

Perhaps it's the wedding?
Perhaps it's a middle aged thing
Or perhaps it's the fact that the gossip from the WALKING DEAD spoiler site is that Tyreese gets zombiefied in the latter part of series 5...... it all feels a bit easy come easy go kind of day.

Perhaps it's easier being that "fart- until- I -die" hen!
When you blow your final raspberry THATS IT!
It's OVER!
Your fellow hens walk over you without a second glance and the only thing you are missed for is the fact there is one less egg to be collected.

Like I said to Tom Stephenson a bit earlier,
I think I've walked around the graveyard one too many times today
Hey ho

40 comments:

  1. Pre nuptial nerves. I'd be laying eggs and farting too!

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    1. oh dear god, i nearly choked.

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  2. Poor wee farting hen, we barely knew ye.

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  3. It is astounding how even death involves farts on your little homestead on the prairie.

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    1. Eat drink sex fart die
      The great circle of life

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    2. It's like Elton John is in the room....

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    3. Give up John and Wanda I'm choking on my Nobbly Bobbly laughing , that's an ice lolly by the way
      Twiggy

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    4. Choking on your Nobbly Bobbly is not a nice way to go either,

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    5. Here in Australia , my favourite ice cream is called "golden gay time". Thank goodness I never choked on a Golden Gaytime .

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    6. Not necessarily in that order.

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  4. I was there when my step-grandmother took her last breaths and was very surprised at how much gas (farts) she let off during those last minutes. Maybe someone with more medical knowledge could explain why?

    Pretty sad that is something I remember clearly while watching her die?

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  5. Well that's cheered me up
    Xx

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  6. I liked Pam Ferris's comment in The Lady magazine yesterday when asked about how she would like to die - she answered ' in the garden and left to become compost.'

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  7. I'm with Pam Ferris- thanks, Ms. Weaver of Grass.
    Well, I think that your hen went out very well. Better to fart and die quickly than linger and die silently. Maybe.
    Quit walking around the graveyard.

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  8. Poor little hen...killed by a gas attack. Maybe a little Beano in the mash?

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    1. omg hahahahahahaahahahaha
      my vote for best comment !

      cheers, parsnip

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  9. Don't get all like that John just before the wedding. I told P to bugger off last night. It must be something to do with the moon. He was still here this morning.

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  10. Hope you afforded it respectful obsequies and burial, intoning appropriately solemn verses, maybe with a hymn or two. Of course you did. We'd expect nothing less.

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  11. She'd seen it all...

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  12. Some days the winds blow and some days the sun shines !
    Weaver wrote about the spring flowers in her garden.
    That can make us all smile.

    cheers, parsnip

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  13. Sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug...

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  14. Mayhap she was running out of the hen house to share some nugget of wisdom with you, farted, and dropped dead of embarassment. She realised she'd been caught talking out her ass yet again...

    Ba dump dump!

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  15. Watch 'Spiral' tonight. It might ground you. Stay away from those tombstones.

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  16. Wherever ye may be
    Let thy wind break free
    Or it will be the death of me - or something like that.

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  17. Things like this tend to remind me to have a lot of fun along the way, enjoy that fart, you never know when it will be your last.

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  18. She might have died of embarrassment. A lady has her pride.

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  19. One of those situations where one cannot figure out cause from effects.

    I had one of my dissection room dreams again last night. Probably the rare night on the Higland Park Malt that did it. They are never nice.

    Anyway, the good news is you managed to avoid the usual quota of typos when writing "I think I've walked around the graveyard one too many times today", Oh, unless there is a typo in there.

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    1. Oops, wrong profile. Still not used to my new Chromebook yet. Ah well, that was me.

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  20. ..and with that spoiler alert, I'll see you after the Walking Dead. Cheers!

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  21. What a lovely poem. One of my chickens dropped dead, yesterday. I didn't even consider writing a poem! You're a genius.

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  22. I hope I fart when I die.

    Love,
    Janie

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  23. Oh dear. If a hen can fart itself to death then I could be a gonner sooner than I thought....

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  24. Don't blow it. I meant to tell your hen that, but it's too late now.

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  25. Beans, beans, good for your heart. The more you eat, the more you fart. The more you fart the the better you feel, so eat beans at every meal.

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  26. When one of my hens died last year, I found the others just happily pecking around her without another glance. It made me think what an insensitive bunch they are!

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  27. Tis okay to fart and expire,,, twould not be okay to fart at the wedding. It would be remembered forever.... get rid of all that gas now.

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  28. i feel stupid asking, but do hens really fart?

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  29. What a brilliant start to the day .... for us I meant ... not the poor hen ;-)

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  30. With Tyreese's reluctance to wholly wrap himself around the kill or be killed thing, I would say this may be true. Look at his luck.

    Too many irons in the fire, ole boy, take a rest.

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