A Snippet Of Danny Kemp’s Nonsense, Without Any Blood.


Above quote is from A. A. Milne, the following is by me!


Why, if you choose left you can be right,

But if you choose the right you can be the one left behind in the fight?

Why is Pea spelled that way, but not spelled as a Pee? 

Would the story have been told, if the Princess had worn a nappy? 

Why do cauliflowers grow on ears?

If you prefer a bath to a shower, could you be called a Bathysphere?

How come an Orange is a fruit but a colour too? 

What came first is confusing me, does it confuse you?

 You can kick a ball but if balls are kicked,

Is that the same pain that horses feel when with a pin they are being picked?

You can squeeze a hand, squeeze a toe.

Must you squeeze a Toad before it fits in the Hole?

Why is it said that life can be a pain in the butt?

Do you keep water in a barrel if it’s scarce or if there’s a glut?

Language, like people, can get on your nerves.

Treat them both well, giving each the respect they earn and deserve.

© 2014, Danny Kemp. All rights reserved.



About Danny Kemp

I was at work one sunny November day in 2006, stopped at a red traffic light when a van, driven incompetently, smashed into me. I was taken to St Thomas' Hospital and kept in for a while, but it was not only the physical injuries that I suffered from; it was also mental ones. I had lost confidence in myself let alone those around me. The experts said that I had post-traumatic stress disorder, which I thought only the military or emergency personnel suffered from. On good days, I attempted to go to work, sometimes I even made it through Blackwell Tunnel only to hear, or see, something that made me jump out of my skin and that's when the anxiety attacks would start. I told my wife that I was okay and going regularly, but I wasn't. I could not cope with life and thought about ending it. Somehow or other with the help of my wife and medical professionals, I managed to survive and ever so slowly rebuild my self-esteem. It took almost four years to fully recover, but it was during those dark depressive days that I began to write. My very first story, Look Both Ways, Then Look Behind, found a literary agent but not a publisher. He told me that I had a talent, raw, but nevertheless, it was there. His advice was to write another story and that I'm delighted to say, I did. The success of that debut novel, The Desolate Garden, was down to sheer hard work, luck, and of course, meeting a film producer.
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