I always hated writing these things. Laborious descriptions of inanimate objects. Nowadays
I’m much more comfortable with droning on and on about nothing much in particular - I
don’t know if you’ve noticed - but back then, anything that didn’t move or shoot or shout
something ridiculous was probably going to get killed off as soon as I could manage it.
I don’t know if that’s what prompted me to predict the plant’s death before the end of the
paragraph, but it smacks to me of a mixture of desperation and resentment - desperate for
something to say, resentful that I even had to say it. As far as I was concerned, it was a plant,
and a pretty horrible-looking one at that. And who wants to hear about a horrible-looking
plant?
Considering all this, I didn’t do a bad job really. I’ve got a pretty vivid picture in my mind of
this scrappy, scrawny piece of vegetation and it’s also taken the time to make a value
judgement about its lifespan. Not to mention a little biographical detail about the author,
who has clearly spent a great deal of time staring into cats’ ears.
I’m still none the wiser about what species of plant it is though. I don’t hate plants, but my
general disinterest in them never really left me I’m afraid. Googling plant green leaves pink
underside fetches me tons of results, none of which are the one I see in my head. Binging
plant green leaves pink hairy underside is pretty much the same. DON’T just Google ‘hairy
pink underside’. Just don’t.
So I guess we’ll never know what kind of plant it is. But if you have any great ideas about it,
don’t hesitate to write to me and, if you’re right, I’ll buy you one as a prize.
Plant Description
Ceremonies
For Sale
School Rules
Football
The Micronauts: The Return of Supersilver
Apeth (frum Ota Sbees)
Exploring the Underworld
When I Was Happiest
Plant Description
The Money Shop: Part 1
The Money Shop: Part 2
Moses and the Pharaoh
Ideas for Sports
The Money Shop: Part 3
Watch: Cocoa
The Horrible Black Friday
Waen Shepherd’s Run
I Do Not Like…
My Wellington Boots
I Am John McEnroe
Police Horses
My Name is Alice
Captain Kremmen: The Cat Soldiers
Andrew’s Body Area
Star Wars: Revenge of the Jedi
Summer
Scaredy Cat Goes to the Dentist’s
Judge Dredd: The Shape Changers
Apeth Returns
The Phantom Strikes Again
Grate Rubbing
Starkiller
Captain Shepherd
The Origin of Tomato Man
Copy Writing & Exercises
TERM 3
1980 continues with
the embassy siege and
The Empire Strikes Back
Exploring the
Underworld
Eight boys go exploring
in a dangerous cave
TOPIC 2
The one where it all
kicks off
TERM 2
The birth of the 1980s -
Blake’s 7, Blondie and
battles in space
The Flame in the
Desert
An evil fire threatens
the safety of the world
Grobschnitt’s Page
Meet Grobschnitt, the
dome-headed
Harbinger of Mischief
Apeth (from Ota
Sbees)
Ritern ov thu perpal
geriller
Exploring the
Underworld
Eight boys go exploring
in a dangerous cave
TERM 3
1980 continues with
the embassy siege and
The Empire Strikes Back
Plant Description
I always hated writing these things. Laborious
descriptions of inanimate objects. Nowadays I’m
much more comfortable with droning on and on
about nothing much in particular - I don’t know if
you’ve noticed - but back then, anything that didn’t
move or shoot or shout something ridiculous was
probably going to get killed off as soon as I could
manage it.
I don’t know if that’s what prompted me to predict
the plant’s death before the end of the paragraph,
but it smacks to me of a mixture of desperation and
resentment - desperate for something to say,
resentful that I even had to say it. As far as I was
concerned, it was a plant, and a pretty horrible-
looking one at that. And who wants to hear about a
horrible-looking plant?
Considering all this, I didn’t do a bad job really. I’ve
got a pretty vivid picture in my mind of this scrappy,
scrawny piece of vegetation and it’s also taken the
time to make a value judgement about its lifespan.
Not to mention a little biographical detail about the
author, who has clearly spent a great deal of time
staring into cats’ ears.
I’m still none the wiser about what species of plant it
is though. I don’t hate plants, but my general
disinterest in them never really left me I’m afraid.
Googling plant green leaves pink underside fetches
me tons of results, none of which are the one I see in
my head. Binging plant green leaves pink hairy
underside is pretty much the same. DON’T just
Google ‘hairy pink underside’. Just don’t.
So I guess we’ll never know what kind of plant it is.
But if you have any great ideas about it, don’t
hesitate to write to me and, if you’re right, I’ll buy you
one as a prize.