My father was an English Landscape Artist But I did not inherit his talent So I decided to move to Southern France And become a French Landscape Artist

During my summer visits to Kent villages I often see rural mothers And their rural children Drifting Quietly Along the ancient roads They are full of a happiness A great happiness That my pen cannot fully describe

I often visit Kent churches On hot summer days And rest in churchyards I read poetry and enjoy refreshments Yet I feel that I am not alone

I had returned from my enforced absence To travel once again in my beautiful county I wanted to explore the warmth of summer days And find out why these deep country lanes Resonated so much with my privileged eye My head was swimming with words I wanted to capture the essence Of what was before […]

The goods shed at Hamlet Railway Station was built in 1894 And from its early days was quite busy as it handled bags of the new coal Which came from the K Phillips company in John Johnson It was a slow burning fuel which was very popular Then it was found to contain dangerous chemicals […]

Strange Barbican Strange Bridge Reveal your histories to me June Sandwich June Sandwich As I am curious to learn More about your recent past

The trees are tilted heavy in leaf They shadow the river in its summer flow The town is busy but sleepy today I am sending my best wishes To you June Sandwich June Sandwich But I do feel that you are already here

I can remember this city when it was a decent place to live Folk could walk the streets without being mugged or even killed Women were safe and fully respected Gotham was just a nice place to be And then the infestation started The wrong people were allowed in As they had exhausted their toxic […]

I can remember this city when it was a decent place to live Folk could walk the streets without being mugged or even killed Women were safe and respected Gotham was just a nice place to be And then the infestation started The wrong people were allowed in As they had exhausted their toxic countries […]

There is no such thing as total freedom If one thinks that they are totally free Then they are far from being free Freedom cannot exist without order Freedom is shapeless without order