Will Vigar

poet. writer. imposter.

Circus

Some kids from Barnsley came round with their geography teacher to point and gaze in wonderment and pity the decaying, failed estate.   “A lack of planning,” he explained, chest … Continue reading

May 11, 2017 · Leave a comment

Milk

By the time I got there, the walkways, built to accommodate milk floats for the daily pinta, were no longer served by the Express or Unigate. The Presto was cheaper and … Continue reading

March 14, 2017 · Leave a comment

I’m In a Fairly Grim Mood . . .

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

January 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

Three Haiku

Nostalgia A box of photos. The debris of simpler times. Wonderful and sad.   Lament Time still gives no clues As to how you changed the trees From oak to … Continue reading

March 1, 2016 · Leave a comment