7 comments for “Nuclear fallout zone

  1. dearieme
    August 12, 2017 at 09:36

    It would be a very inaccurate missile if it were launched to fall in international waters near Guam but actually landed on Chipping Snodbury.

  2. Mark in Mayenne
    August 12, 2017 at 14:50

    Weymouth is nice 🙂

  3. August 12, 2017 at 16:37


  4. Chuckles
    August 12, 2017 at 17:28

    “When the air becomes Uraneous, we will all go simultaneous…”
    T. Lehrer.

  5. August 12, 2017 at 18:24

    LOL at dearieme!

    It’s a kind of updated reminder of dear ol’ John Betjeman’s poem “Slough” (1937).
    And look – Barrow-in-Furness has something going for it – at last!

    Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough!
    It isn’t fit for humans now,
    There isn’t grass to graze a cow.
    Swarm over, Death!

    Come, bombs and blow to smithereens
    Those air -conditioned, bright canteens,
    Tinned fruit, tinned meat, tinned milk, tinned beans,
    Tinned minds, tinned breath.

    Mess up the mess they call a town-
    A house for ninety-seven down
    And once a week a half a crown
    For twenty years.

    And get that man with double chin
    Who’ll always cheat and always win,
    Who washes his repulsive skin
    In women’s tears:

    And smash his desk of polished oak
    And smash his hands so used to stroke
    And stop his boring dirty joke
    And make him yell.

    But spare the bald young clerks who add
    The profits of the stinking cad;
    It’s not their fault that they are mad,
    They’ve tasted Hell.

    It’s not their fault they do not know
    The birdsong from the radio,
    It’s not their fault they often go
    To Maidenhead

    And talk of sport and makes of cars
    In various bogus-Tudor bars
    And daren’t look up and see the stars
    But belch instead.

    In labour-saving homes, with care
    Their wives frizz out peroxide hair
    And dry it in synthetic air
    And paint their nails.

    Come, friendly bombs and fall on Slough
    To get it ready for the plough.
    The cabbages are coming now;
    The earth exhales.

  6. Brian, follower of Deornoth
    August 12, 2017 at 19:33

    Typical estate agent; nothing north of Hull.

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