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Word Whore
I am writing poetic pieces on the fleeting joys of family life. Whilst missing out on my own family. And being a moaning haggard harridan when I do see them. …
Frankly, Mr Hinkley
I am not keen on the UK government’s decision to go ahead with a hugely expensive, contaminating nuclear power station when clean, low-cost, renewable energy seems so much more foward-thinking. …
Feeling Ivor Cutler-ish
Been sharing some lovely unintentional Ivor Cutler poems. These make me smile. “Slippers For Feet” “Five Cakes. Eight Cakes. Served With A Jug of Cream.” If you have never heard any Ivor …
Him, Robot
I follow the thought-provoking blog A Narcissist Writes Letters, To Himself so it was wonderfully exciting last week to find a yellow padded package (with an exotic San Francisco return address) stuffed into my humble post box …
Time to take off
What if we could treat each day as arriving on a new planet. What if each dawn was a new beginning on our own fresh, clean world. What if the …
