I found this little note in my diary for 29 May 2018.




Conversations no 6

The Yeti. We were talking about it, Moncho and I. Otherwise known, as Moncho pointed out, as the Abobinabobble Snowman. The Abiminobble Snowman. The Amobin..able Snowman. The abominabibble Snowman. The amo- bimmable Snowman.


Oh, my face is aching.



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Written on 2026-05-29 at 10:13

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Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
Inspiration comes in many ways.
In my younger day's I was a bus conductor,
On a open top bus to beachyhead.
On the top of my waybill it read,
In inclement weather take bus to garage.
So I wrote and crossed out each one.
Inclomerated, Inclimented, inclomerated.
Then I wrote: it rained.
Nice to hear from you Marie.
Hope your in a fine fetal of health.
Regards Alan
2026-07-03


Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
Hillarious!
2026-05-30


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
An aching face in such circumstances is the marker of one of Life's special moments. Lovely. Blessings, Allen
2026-05-29


jim The PoetBay support member heart!
: ) !
2026-05-29