It’s a Sin

I’m reblogging this to alleviate the boredom. I’m sure I’m not the only one sitting and craving all things nice because boredom has set in and there’s not much else to do. So far, since the lockdown, I have jammily managed to stay in target. But it’s not been easy and I have strayed, then pulled out all the stops a couple of days before weigh in.
How many of us remember these ads from yesteryear?
Which one was your favourite?


A devil, a temptress, a siren
Calling to me, drawing me in:
Your brothers and sisters an army
Of delight invading my soul,
Staring down from perches on high,
Teasing in their torment of guilt and shame.

Oh how I long to wrap my lips around such forbidden ecstasy,
Lose myself in the pleasure of this sin,
Suckle on the nectar of the gods
Disguised as nature’s cutest,
But in truth the evil of the snake’s darkest desire
To woo you with deception
That this is good.

Oh yes, goodness cannot be denied
But not in the way to cleanse our bodies,
Nor can we reject or repel the rapture we feel
Rejoicing as the last morsel is taken in
To disappear without trace
Behind a woeful smile of bliss.


On one of the many diets I’d tried over the years, any goodies were classed as sins, and you…

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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13 Responses to It’s a Sin

  1. Liz says:

    I remember them ads.

    I have also seen that pictute at the beginning of your post too. A comprehensive school I went to, had a large print of that on the wall. But in colour. If it wasn’t that one, it was one quite like it.
    Looked like a canvas picture. I would stare at when in the hall, thinking why they got that up. There ne another one on the opposite side to that one. (Either end of the stage we had in there.) The other one had more people on though and it was landscape portrait.
    Then one in the middle above the stage. More of a religious portrait.

    • Wow! I don’t remember pictures up in school, only boards with Head Girls names on them over the years.

      • Liz says:

        It was just there I seen them. I used to stare at them because with them being high up, I wondered if they were proper paintings. (I realised I said canvas pictures in my comment before. I should have said acrylic paintings.)
        As well as wondering if they were proper paintings, I also wondered how old they were.

      • I know nothing about them I’m afraid and used the image purely for my post.

      • Liz says:

        I don’t have a clue either. Just something I remember once seeing.

  2. scifihammy says:

    Oh those Flake ads! 😀

  3. Sadje says:

    Eating something rich in calories gives a guilty feeling. But one should indulge is a treat once in a while.

  4. murisopsis says:

    My diet is one where I’m limited to a certain number of calories – if I want to eat 5 bars of chocolate I can but I can’t have anything else for the rest of the day!! It gives me the opportunity to indulge in a candy as long as I don’t go over!!

    • It’s always a balancing act. I can have the treats too, but have to be careful, though recently I’ve had more or less what I fancied, mainly because of boredom.

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