Monthly Archives: April 2014

The Hermit of Hull.

Lived in his days It seems awaiting The long coats From over the fields. Priests and Doctors To shatter the days He was happiest in     Pondering the question. Were each days we live? As moon follows day, The ‘Kraken’ of … Continue reading

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Winter cold.

When the coalmen came to deliver two or three cwt. of coal from their horse drawn cart. Mum and me would hear them coming down the street, and by the time they got to our house, one would have flipped … Continue reading

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Capital Punishment: a joke

What do you say when you realise that you’ve shot the wrong man? C’est la vie.

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A Hymn to Backs: a wordless poem

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