With the battle lost, the remnants, ground down, were used as hardcore for roads, built to bolster shiny new tram lines that rush people past the ‘dozer razed haunt, with … Continue reading
This is a piece of visual poetry. The text was overlaid onto a picture of Stanlow and apes the night time skyline of the refinery. Unfortunately, wordpress compresses pictures quite substantially. … Continue reading
I’m in a fairly grim mood today, mostly because of the rampaging juggernaut of idiocy that is today’s Brexit Announcement. Anyway, I found some notes and I have no recollection … Continue reading
‘You live in your bloody head far too much,’ said Dad, ‘get into the world; away from all those damned books and fancy. We’re building an orchard’ – in the … Continue reading
I have just planted Sunflowers and now it is Raining. A lesson.
So many years since I felt the hoar caress my cheek with needle teeth. Not breaking the skin but bringing it to rude life . . . Kiss … Continue reading
April 20th I didn’t sleep much. They were very active last night; very aggressive. I’ll have to check the animals in a while, but I’m expecting the worst. We had … Continue reading
April 19th Breakfast. Animals. Piano. The problem, I suppose, is that I don’t know most of the music I found. Not by name, anyway. Playing it, aware that my sight … Continue reading