Hello Joe Ruth here News I have a new boyfriend He is a dependable guy Decent and kind But to tell you the truth I think that I will bore of him He loves cinema but not my kind of cinema Last week he took me to see a really shitty movie You would have […]

I love this little village It is in the middle of nowhere Deep within the moors A random bus service Runs four times daily Or so I am told Heritage trains also run From the ornate railway station Which adds to its charm However sheep with black faces And vacant eyes Follow you everywhere Shitting […]

I do not care for many things these days I find them tedious Small people with small problems With the exception of historians People who live in the past Are boring and uninteresting I am a person who looks forward Instead of looking back This is my final postcard to you Joe As my train […]

Winter ends next week Doug Really Yes Try telling the weather It is pissing down What is the name Of the penalty taker Ricky Ricky Jones He is a natural Number Ten Only young but the position is his own Sal why is his shirt so clean When everybody else is covered in mud Because […]

I grew very fond of your pale blue ceiling During our time together I would watch the traffic shadows Move playfully window to window to and fro Without fail you always pissed After we had made love I loved seeing your pale bottom Disappear into the en suite These are now just memories As you […]

Mate I doubt if you have heard about this But the other day Somebody shone a message onto Big Ben Which depending on your views Was offensive to some people I did not really give a fuck But if I did the self same thing And shared my true feelings About the decay of our […]

Women love more deeply than men Joe What do you mean by that Exactly what I am saying Men love of course they do But many are possessive They dress you as their mannequin An attractive girl boosts their ego I have really loved some men But is has never worked out I blamed myself […]

I lost my grandmother During the Hull Blitz Many families Suffered similar losses But did they sit around Feeling sorry for themselves No even though wounded and tired They all pulled together And the circle was soon repaired

Thompson once said to me That there are more stupid people Than wise people in this world Thompson once said to me That stupid people are invisible Whereas the wise shine like stars

Let silence be the art you practice When in a forest what do you hear