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The Perfect Verse Guide to your Best Man’s Speech. Five things you should never do!
So…you’ve been asked to be Best Man at your friends wedding. It sounds wonderful. Wine, women, and the chance to embarrass yourself completely. This is the Perfect Verse tongue in cheek guide to what not to do…. 1. Do not, under any circumstances, attempt to deliver a speech if you are completely trolleyed. It will all end in tears. Most likely, the bride’s. 2. Never begin speaking whilst finishing a mouthful of food. This is not an appropriate point in the evening for the bride to be covered in fresh cream. 3....
read moreDave Fulton, BBC Breakfast TV, and things you should never say
On Wednesday 1 February comedian Dave Fulton (pictured with me below) caused a storm on BBC Breakfast TV. He said a word that begins with W – suffice to say it rhymes with ‘tanker’- a word obviously not on the BBC’s ‘playlist’ and which no doubt caused many ‘suits’ to spit out their cornflakes in indignation. Dave was our headline act at Basingstoke Comedy Club Laughter-House the next night. He’s a superb comedian. But his foray onto Breakfast TV brought to to mind an interview I had...
read moreJan Jack’s Perfect Verse – Winner of a Theo Paphitis #SBS award.
Twitter’s a funny thing. Some people love it. Some people hate it. Personally I embrace it; I’ve been tweeting since March 2010 and as of last night I’d managed to accumulate approximately 2,240 followers. I’m a bespoke poet who tweets in rhyme. I use twitter to make people laugh. I help other businesses by tweeting about them in verse. It sharpens my sense of humour, finds new friends, and also brings me new commissions. But last night it brought me something else…and I’m now part of an elite group...
read moreThe most poignant Perfect Verse – a letter to Mum
In my career as a bespoke poet, I’ve written numerous wedding speeches, verse for birthdays, business promotion, radio advertisements and even spoof lyrics for videos! But the Perfect Verse which nestles closest to my heart was the one I wrote for Sue. A year ago, just before Christmas, Sue telephoned me, very unhappy. She was 50 years old, and divorced for a year and was on great terms with her ex husband Dave; both parties happily having moved on to new partners. But when it came to her extended family, it wasn’t quite so...
read moreWhy didn’t she tell me?
I treasured my relationship with my Godmother. She was one of the ‘old school’, one of the stiff upper lip brigade. A childless widow, at eighty years old she kept herself busy and never felt sorry for herself. We celebrated her 80th birthday last June with a boat trip; a beautiful summer’s day. She cut the cake whilst we sang Happy Birthday to her, in varying degrees of competency. In July my father died. The funeral procession left from my house. My Godmother arrived with a huge bunch of flowers for me; such was her...
read moreSo..what would YOU have done..?
This year, I was invited to provide the Christmas entertainment at a large networking event. It was a lovely event and I was blessed to see smiling faces all around me. Well..almost all around me. Because there’s always an exception isn’t there? Have you noticed that? The whole room might be laughing their socks off, but there will be one person looking at you as though you’ve just recovered something particularly nasty from the bottom of their wash bin. You can’t escape it. A year ago, when I first started...
read moreThe saddest Perfect Verse…
In 1986 I formed a friendship at work, with a man I shall call Tom. It was a platonic friendship. A wonderful supportive friendship that sprang from shared humour and a sense of the ridiculous. We kept in touch over the years, long after we’d both ceased working for the firm. In 1995 I separated from my first husband. Tom had separated from his wife shortly before this. We were both going through a tough time and metaphorically held each others hands. Eventually we both remarried. His new wife, whom I shall call Sue, was...
read moreReaching Out
Welcome to my blog. Have you noticed that sometimes the most difficult lessons we ever learn are the ones we remember the most? This post is dedicated to a lady who taught me something very important when I was just sixteen years old. The Power of Words As a little girl I would often perch on John’s wall while he tended his plants. He was a big man; as warm as the sun which crept over his house, to touch on the rows of nodding flowers he looked after so lovingly. He would tease me, asking gentle questions about school, and...
read moreA warm hello from Perfect Verse
Welcome to my blog. On here you will find case studies, personal experiences, and funny stories, whatever I might feel about writing about. Please feel free to comment. But play nicely ...
read moreJan Jack
Comedian, Bespoke Poet and Speaker
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