I recently purchased a box of hymn books And found a postcard in in one of them Gilbert and George FUCK 1977 Had been used as a hymn mark This brought back some happy memories As 1977 was an excellent year I currently spend some of my time in Dungeness Where I attempt to be […]

Time cures everything Or so I am told I am on a long train journey As I am trying to forget about you But it is not working As even here in the Highlands I can see your face in every stream In every tree and in every flower Time does cure But in more […]

This information has never been shared before It is highly classified But in my researches I came across a chilling story which is as real today as it was then In 1911 a girl named Florence Stephens copied a sequence of numbers into a book of nursery rhymes And then disappeared She was last seen […]

This is a strange story about tenant farmers and greedy landowners And about three nineteenth century mysteries that remain unsolved The Barnet Scarecrow could be found in the middle of Lister’s Field It was never visited by anyone as it was said to be a harbinger of ill fortune My story is also about a […]

Apart from Myself I cannot think Of anybody else To Hate This is therefore A Love Poem

Edward is by far my favourite name I always take lovers named Edward No matter their origins as I do not care Edward Hopper is my chosen artist Followed closely by Edward Ruscha Edward Elgar is my favourite composer That is why I live in the Malvern Hills I have one hundred copies of the […]

Under the simple summer sun You walk slowly down the shallow hill These are the days that you will remember But forget as your years mature

In the final months of 1938 there emerged reports of young woman Acting strangely at the northern end of the platform At Lannocks End railway station in Hertfordshire She was frequently noted as being distressed And appeared to be casting unknown objects on to the line There were numerous sightings which aroused the interest Of […]

Today I found a Jesus Stone When strolling on the beach This made me very happy As I had not spoken to him Since the day that my mother died

Up to quite recently Lola and I Would holiday at Cap d’ Agde In Southern France We have been naturists For many years And find that the resort Winds us down I am always looking for Zen But even here it is difficult to find As during the hotter months It can be a little […]