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Our Village

It’s a metaphor because in many ways our council estate of 146 dwellings (in three tower blocks) can be seen in much the same way as a large hamlet of old somewhere in rural Yorkshire or any other place in … Continue reading →

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Dreamer

Eyelids drooping Dreaming scenes. Old memories Flit and falter. Cartoon spew from the unwatched TV. Others sit in snoozing rows. Homecare disinterested staff Clean in self-full sloth. The lunch gong – so loud… Shatters cloistered thoughts Reminds – Rank Film … Continue reading →

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Walking

I tried escaping my memories of you. My Madonna, my Golgatha had captured me. Ceaseless walking didn’t bless me with amnesia Unfading- unburied- memory defeated The agony of feet sand- papered by gravel. The insane sepulchre memory sought a Ghoul. … Continue reading →

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Actuary: a joke

“I became an actuary because I didn’t have the personality to be an accountant.” (Chris)

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The United Kingdom: a brief history

The UK was created in 1801 after a 198 years of blood soaked history. In those 198 years there were five civil wars and long periods of civil unrest and vicious repression. Once the UK was established the 19th century … Continue reading →

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1 July 1916: a sobering fact

When the British launched their attack on the first day of the battle of the Somme they lost 19,240 dead. This is the equivalent of six 9/11 massacres. Unlike 9/11 this wasn’t a one off, the battle lasted until mid- … Continue reading →

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Crow

Old Crow who knows To not squint at the Sun Its blazon melancholy arc Each new day. Black eventually turns grey.   That young world wanting waiting Nest walls high New nights raging Testing tasting.   Fields spread their menus … Continue reading →

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A Treasured Chest

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Gardening: a joke

“I was out in the garden with my step- ladder today, not my real ladder, I never got on with my real ladder”. (Chris)

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Making and Living

This hotel is not for me I’m dining out but I’m lonely There isn’t much in Newbury Come here yourself and then you’ll see. Actually don’t. Just take it from me I met a girl who dreams a lot Seems … Continue reading →

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