Surveying the departure lounge, I saw that we were an odd-looking bunch: the products of privilege, excess and entitlement no doubt. Continue reading “A Cuban Harvest”
Cuban clouds drift overhead, Continue reading “Poem-Cuban Cloud”
When life’s little troubles came knocking at my door like a posse of Jehovahs witnesses, I decided to retreat to my mother’s house for a couple of days. Continue reading “Patience”
30th October 2018.
Across the bridge to Shaldon in the October sun, Continue reading “Poem- October Sun”
Audrey, my dear old mum hasn’t been too well of late. Today she looked pale and kept falling asleep in her chair. Continue reading “A Hope of Futures Past.”
22nd August 2018 – For Kelly, Simon and the boys… Continue reading “A Poem- The Jersey Tiger Moth”
I sat alone on my island of sand, warm sun on my skin. Twisted oaks clung to the cliff edges that surrounded me. A fortress from the world except for those who, like me, come by sea. Continue reading “A moment in Paradise- Lost”
1st July 2018
He was a fisherman born and bred. The last of generations, he said. He wore a check cloth cap that shaded his eyes; Deep, creased eyes, from squinting at the glare of sun on sea. Continue reading “The Last Catch”
A river walk in May
(walked, written and posted 22nd May 18.)
Posted 21st May 18.
Last weekend I went to view the spectacle of one of sports biggest rivalries; the annual drinking competition between the British Army and the Royal Navy at Twickenham, cunningly disguised as a rugby match. At least that’s how Michael described it.