MIND THE GAP… BETWEEN STANZAS

London Underground wants your lines.

TFL is working on its next round of lovely poetic posters to encourage us all to behave like evolved human beings. You know, the ones that politely suggest we please refrain from scoffing stinky kebabs on the tube, and to for gods sake turn those down wretched headphones…but in a slightly nicer, more charming way.

But this time they’ve opened them up for the public to write.

Of course, we are up to our ears in TV ads which have an amateur poem for a voiceover. But we think you can never have enough poetry in a poster.

So, to all creatives with a repressed Gordon Comstock inside of them – give it your best shot.

The winning poem will not only end up on posters right across the network, but the winning lines will feature in the cartoons too.

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Via Poet of Adland, Rishi Dastidar, whose own effort bears repeating here:

“On the escalator, don’t stop on the left

As those walking down will be bereft.

You won’t have to do anything grand:

Just move to the right if you’d like to stand.”

THREE ROMANTIC WAYS TO SAY ‘IT’ NEXT VALENTINES DAY

Spread the love this Valentines Day not with an Elizabethan Sonnet, but with one of these…

Hugh Grant, on a greetings card:

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Or any one of these emotionally repressed valentines cards for us Brits here.

 

Conversely, you could go for one of  these much less uptight chappies:

 

 

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From the pure poetry that is pornhubcommentsonvalentines.com – (thanks Martin H for discovering them)

 

Finally there’s always this miserable bugger, guaranteed to have your beloved falling at your feet in a collapsed heap of undying adoration.

 

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From Mister Bob Brian

FROM TEA TO BISCUITS… AND DAVE DYE’S FIRST BOOK


Dave Dye has won many awards.

But today he wins the prize for Most Obliging Entrant to BeforeTheyWereFamous.org In The World Ever.

On our first day here at Mother, he came up to us and asked if we’d like some more early scamps to put onto our #MyFirstFolio site. An hour later he put them into our actual hands. We didn’t have to e-harass him or anything.

Which is a long way of saying, hooray, we finally have a new addition to our gallery of first books from esteemed creatives

Here is a small taster of Dave Dye’s early marker-pieces: 

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You can see the rest at Beforetheywerefamous.org

Which brings us to our other news. We have left BMB after three lovely years. As well as the people, I (Lol) am really going to miss Covent Garden’s secret lido, and the biblical Homeslice pizza in Neals Yard. If you’ve not been there, go. They redefine the very meaning of what pizza can be.

On the other hand, I’m definitely not going to miss the army of manic soap people who populate Neal street all day every day, desperately trying to shove miniscule rhombuses of shiny brown soap into your hands (a breed worse than chuggers!)

It is oddly nostalgic being back in Shoreditch every day, after all the time we spent at the other side of this block, in The Tea Building when we were at Glue.

The Biscuit Building is actually much cosier than the artic Tea Building. And they feed you breakfast and lunch (and lunch leftovers if you work late!), so you need never go outside.

We’re waiting for the myth of ‘The Mother Stone’ to rear its head. Any day now.