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The White Horse aka The Pig and Butcher

The White Horse was on the corner of Theberton Street and Liverpool Road. As a sixteen year old it was illegal for me to drink alcohol. My older brother aged twenty-one used to sneak me in the pub on a … Continue reading

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In Finnegan’s eyes you dare not see beyond what throbs in there Nor when the Guinness lonely nights rent hugged hard fistful sheets Thoughts as daggers wrench at his constant pain Made worse by such short sentenced timeless loves Stretched … Continue reading

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