( k 45)

     and in the  Giro d'Italia  cycle race
            bradley wiggins will come to realise
                        the debt of gratitude owed to  Susan Giro



                       while NOSTLIKEYMEN ,
                half-oblivious to this         ,
         addresse the welde
    on susan giro / The four Susans
 PopeHigh-Koo  and  kelostemyInn













              PopeKoo  take some early-morning  treadmill-runs
           and come up with some  run-of-the-mill  takes  on  life


K (44 )      So there I was  thinking about  Springrice and his mail yesterday ( K43 )
            and i got into musin' on GH (gustavholst )  and so by way of kulturalrelaxation
          we (I) decide  to put on   The Plan-it Swede  ...  well    !!WOW . .
        consequentially, i (We) dont hear someone bangin' at the gates         !
       Eventually  i'm alerted to this skreeming-Violet who's been ranting&raging about
      me/us having taken delivery of her wretched  IKEA  three-piece   and not informing her
     So i go to placate  the irateOne   wait   at the gate for her  to  conflate   
   to  relate the  debate  when she's in a  state   less . . .  less  fraught than she has been
 in her wait for her freight  from   one-of-the-mostwellknowndistributors-of-     Sweden
   Butt ?who do i find there, peahen erect,  butt the bird from over the way, 
      still in her nun habit, though less rigid of dresscode than mighthavebeen expected -
        !wondering if she's actually a  real  nun -    then think about Her demeanour,
         that Ms/Miss' demeaning language   - she might be a real nun after all  -
           And then she's off,  accepting the apology of ignorance  from the  Pope-HighKoo
            who is trying ever so hard  to be  peacocklike  &  peahenfriendly.
              Gorra fly !     say she      all coy-wry
               Yeah!  so do I   say I      so do I       !
            









                                                                                                                                k43
another kommunikay arrive, this time not containing   WrySin   as suche    but   . . .
letter from the  poet  SirCecil Springrice, who composed   I Vow to Thee My Country
according to Springrice, this  so-called  WrySin   is not   WrySin   at all  but    RICE-SIN
which is a poison named  after Springrice   (aparently ) 
anyhoo,  according to Cec,  some nutjob had fomented all kinds of griffin-farrago  
by posting this poison to  GustavHolst  who had throatsung   I vow    before  a 
CharityShield  match  at Wembley  -  two  English teams    and  no Englishman on the field 
except  Gustav                                 ! !   

irony of all ironies    the Charity Shield's  played in August    .. which isn't the Spring at all       !










                                                                   K42
                      
breakfast this morning   bit hazardous      discovered an odd correspondence in my pigeon post
on examination  it contained this lethal poison stuff : WrySin    ( which appeared in a previous diary entry, ?remember 
 ObamaBarrack   was sent some )  .. anyone would think i'm important ..  ooooo    ! I  AM  !!
now I don't know about you, but there's only so much Sin a Pope can take  in all honest  
- memories of cynthiapayne come floodin' back ..   and then my fly-past  at  Madame Medusa's Funeral  ..  
oooh  ! now that  was   SINFUL  !! 
can only think abramovich has a  hand in all of this .. or some russian oligark .. spy .. traitor. .assassin  ..
 ! think I'm being got at    !                     and i won't lie to you, there was a (coded) message  too  : 
       !Don't think we don't know you are being eKumenikal with the Truth!
whatever are they going on about   ?




 The Russians are  Komen
kinda connected to previous  observation ..   I AM being spied upon from Russia  ..  I HAVE PROOF  !
is ? someone upset by my deeply spiritual views,  I wonder  ..   maybe  
well  in all fairness   .. we have got some smashing views where we hang out ..  as  (Komen) Yeltsin
was pointing out tother day  ..  views to take your breath away  in point-of-fact .. looking out
over the neighbours performing their godly tasks, the bird over the way performin'  in her nun's habit,
the local church graveyard just visble thtrough the slits in the portico  .  ... 
  






thinkin' about  nige (Farrago)  UKIP    ( see previously )   
well, to rehash,  i've not taken up His offer of collaboration.  
 could have led to the forming of the new body  UKOOP  but  oh! well
not at all sure about Nige's thing of     buttoning down the hatches
and all that shit .. but it did get me thinkin'  .. 
'bout   'buttonin' down the hashish'
 . . now     yours truly - Popekoo .. the VERYHighKoo     !





went to the see   The Doc .. told me I need to watch what I'm putting into my body.
that was rich  considering  D  was slugging some bouncyKalifornianplonk   called
JackBabbit or somethin' akin
i commented that the only good things to come out of  Kallifornia were the dust-bowl
and arnold-schwarzenegger - ! both of which you could probably taste in the wine  -
   but  D  was pissed-oblivious,  and now  treating  me to an  'adhoc'  variegation of  
 EltonMinkey's & Kolin Seyment's    Warren Street
  well  maybe  u  should see about doin' some treadmill exercise,  advise the Doc     eventually    
 - ! thanks  doc  -  
talked about   hypaglyseemia  ..         ! bugger             think i might be     Pre-Diabolik



 ...  having to put up with busy and praktikal  neighbours  -  ?don't they have any proper work to do -  
who mow & grow &  bang & twang  !
 ? wots a kulturedBird2do  ?  eh  
yes     ..      moved from  preDiabolik  stage         to fully-fledge-Diabolism                    yahhooo  !!












                                                                                                                                                     k 41
oh yes  the typewriter  incident. . !?  remember..  when the keys were  playin' up  ?  and landing me in a 
hole-heap of Trouble ..        Well,   now  I can share this with you :
          that wholeheek of  Trouble  just got a hole-lot-worse; the kroblem coming when that 
          tykewriter kroblem  spikked  to my Laktok  ..well  really,    i was  well kissed  !  .
In wHolly Truth  though,  I got into hot water  here at   Kelostemy Inn
  -   and the Police  Kalled   on me  ..   well, her's what happened :
  y'see, I was tuned in to  kolinFry -  Sik Sense -   and KF had decided,  ( !quite wisely)  in the light of
recent&massive safeguardingissues,   to  go  up  a few  generations      rather then down 
So  He'd picked up this very-old-bird, a Mrs Weld .. and she was chirpin' on about her deceased husband  ..
and what she must have said was:  ....the  end  of  the Weld  is  nigh  !
But i'd been reading  Herge's   Adventures of Tinnitus  ..  and my hearing was a bit dodgy . .
thus what i heard Mrs W  say  was :. . THE  END  OF  THE  WORLD  IS    NIGE    !!



                                  
                                                  
                                                                                                           (    TBC . ...     )