Town Thorns is a mansion house in 25 acres of beautiful Warwickshire countryside. It also has a care centre built behind it. the nearby landfill site, nuclear plant, oil refinery and dog food factory don’t really bother the residents if they look the other way and don’t use their sense of smell. Ok, ok, they’re mind constructs, but the airport isn’t and, it’s fun to write down plane numbers as they pass just twenty foot above the roof. Residents have different colour and styles of hair every day as the Boeing 737s tend to pull their wigs off and then they put on the first one they find. It’s like a crude version of musical chairs.I’m joking. The centre consists of a main beautiful mansion house with a care centre behind it which is owned by the automotive charity BEN. Pheasants roam freely and the surrounding fields play host to wildlife that comes through the electric fence and roam freely, we have three hares that think they own the place. People think that care homes house old people who are on the brink of passing into the next world or dementia, but that isn’t necessarily true. The ditties in this little collection are written in what Frankie calls a caricuaristic style, which means, the world how ‘he’ sees it. a bit like a person drawn by a caricature artist only with words. That naturally leads to them being written in a not usually encountered style, Friction i.e. a mix of fact and fiction. Friction can annoy people to the point where they spit nails and take offence, which is why I’m typing this in a mental health establishment; they had me committed, the sons and daughters of breaches. That’s why this is such a gargantuan work, because you see. I typed this with a pencil which I held in my gob. Well, it’s because I know of with huge respect, the eminent Scientist and infinitely better comedian Stephen Hawkins and thought ‘Anything you can do I can do better pal’.The straight jacket also made it necessary. Still, I’m looking forward to tonight. coloure
