Today is Father’s Day here in the UK, and I’ve been thinking about my Dad. He’s been gone for nearly 40 years now, but I still remember how talented, unique and funny he was (like batting off my teenage rebellion by referring to me as “The Zulu” when I dyed my hair black and wore it spiky for a while!) I often wonder what he would think of me nowadays, but always try to live by his example. Here’s a little poem I wrote in memory of a very wonderful man.
Way back when I was still at school, one of my very favourite poems was “Cargoes” by John…
Today is the first day of Spring – and very welcome it is, too! I have been thinking…
I have a little Rowan Tree in my garden, and have been enjoying watching the clusters of berries…
In my shed is a Wurlitzer organ(It’s a MUCH grander sound than a Moog!)And I rock the allotments…
Have you ever had one of those days? Maybe you woke up late, spilled your coffee, and found…
Watching nervous contestants attempting to make perfectly spherical chocolate desserts on “Bake Off – The Professionals” this evening,…
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