Feeling Ivor Cutler-ish

Been sharing some lovely unintentional Ivor Cutler poems.

These make me smile.

“Slippers For Feet”


“Five Cakes.

Eight Cakes.

Served With A Jug of Cream.”

cakes & creams


If you have never heard any Ivor Cutler poetry, and you love words and absurdity, you might like to discover more.

Life in A Scottish Living Room

Squeeze Bees

Hello! How are you? Shut up.