The Trump Needs A Thump!

  And then Something went BUMP! How that bump made us jump!   We looked! Then we saw US President Trump! We looked! And we saw him! So terribly loud! And he said to us “Yankees, I’ll make you so proud”.   ” To protect you from culture I will build a wall. Keep the…

Staffordshire Oatcakes

My cousin recently said that if he could only eat one thing for the rest of his life, it would be Staffordshire Oatcakes. I’m with him all the way. For the uninitiated, Staffs Oatcakes are something like a mix of pancakes, chappati’s and burrito wraps, but much better. They are unique. What really makes them…

Over and Over Again

Folks in Bath must have looked upwards in days gone by. Look up today, in 2016, and you will see faded, flaking murals. Murals over murals. Adverts skillfully painted by hand on to the corners of buildings. Flowing fonts and delicate pigments. So precise, and yet in their decay somehow reminiscent of Titian. Crumbling frescoes….

About turn

I updated my ‘About’ description today. Almost a year after first writing it. Perhaps worth a read if you have enjoyed any of my posts. It means a great deal to me if you have. Thank you.   Good evening all xXx

Shepherd’s Warning

The day is but newly struck. Blushing in its naïveté, yet still A Brave New World. Most still abed: whether Messiah or monster (and everybody else in between). What a difference today could make, In its increments of pivoting hands. Shifting digits. Whatever. I take you, day. For richer, for poorer. In rank sickness or…

New Horizons

  You walk as one who has seen many things, Eyes to the front, to meet what is to come; Excited, primed for what the future brings, Yet still a backward glance for Dad and Mum.   School bag and water bottle held aloft, You have a stride, where once there was a bounce; Those…

Buying his first school uniform

I hear your little feet pelting out of the fitting room Then there you are: a miniature man. Large as life in pressed white shirt and grey jumper. Eyes as sparkling as your new uniform; Bright with pride and excitement. All the brighter in the absence of your playtime vivid colours. I steel myself as…

Tom Tide

Today I had a transformative experience. I have felt like Tom Tide inside my head for some time now. I always write at night, and there is an intoxicating freedom to diving in to words and ideas and emotions. When I write, I feel that I know my voice, and to a certain extent how…

#22pushups

22 pushups is hard. Very hard. I glibly accepted a nomination to take part, thinking ’22 pushups in one day is nothing. A doddle. Loads of other people do it’. It is anything but a doddle. I am on day 7, with 15 days to go. I have 330 remaining. Every Single Pushup Hurts. For…

The Book Barn- Part 1

There was no hiding in that place. Not really.  Yet it was all about hiding. Escaping. However briefly. Once through the brittle plastic doors, there was a muffled dustiness within the solid walls and low ceilings which was comforting. Dry and dusty, the place felt dampened, with a faint hint of spice. Noises were occasionally discernible,…

Damned Belle

Never a caressive thought spared  for you, Despite all your lonely wanderings. With your deadly heady jasmine scent so pure, So intense it drew them all, inexorably to you.   No. You, even in your savage isolation Sought dark places to repel their affection. Still they came, and burned their souls away with The purity…