Josie is it true That your grandmother Flew choppers During the war With Beethoven’s Ninth Thundering out Through attached loudspeakers As villages were bombed And shot to pieces Rather like in the movie Which movie Snow White Yes Are you telling me the truth Josie No Why did you lie Because she was a fire […]

Joe is it true That your grandfather Flew choppers During the war With Beethoven’s Ninth Thundering out Through attached loudspeakers As villages were bombed And shot to pieces Rather like in the movie Which movie Snow White Yes Are you telling me the truth Joe No Why did you lie Because he was a fire […]

Joe Lucy You keep telling me to read the book What is this book Which college did you attend Kings The same college as you both of you Then I must say that I am surprised That you do not know the book You are both very difficult to interview If you ask silly questions […]

Joe many people have accused you of being racist I know Are you racist Yes Why Read the book Joe many people have accused you of disliking homosexuals I know Do you dislike homosexuals Yes Why Read the book Joe many people have accused you of disliking trans men I know Do you dislike trans […]

With Pippa is a great pleasure Especially on sweet summer evenings I look forward to her company When I return from my day in the office

I managed to break my leg playing football And because of that I was condemned To the Skool Raffia Class with all the girlie girls I was soon joined by Stevie (crusty pants) Caldwell Who had also broken his leg but in two places The art teacher Miss Dennis ran these lessons She was one […]

Warm summer evenings With friends The local cider Explorations High spirits Darkness cloaked Our nocturnal rebellion The barn still stands Much unchanged But we are no longer there And will never return

When I was younger My cousins used to sleep In the barn They would rest in the hay loft But it was memorable For all the wrong reasons As the hay contained All kinds of minute creatures Who feasted on their dreams

We have a barn At the end Of our home field Which lost its doors In a violent storm But it is far from derelict It can be seen clearly From from the farmhouse And is used to shelter What few animals we possess I sometime sleep in this barn So that I may study […]

It is a strange creature With a cats head Cats paws and cats feet Yet it has a sack-like body Which is far from feline in appearance It does not talk And just sits On a coloured cushion Staring into space