The Monk Fish was writing a Gothic Romance But as he lived in the sea The ink ran And nobody was able to read his work His solution was to write his novel On a lonely rock In the middle of the harbour But the unfortunate creature Became dry and dusty And died with chapters […]

From the train I could see the cathedral But as we roared through the station I came to the realisation That I would be unable to purchase a postcard Featuring the wonderful building So I settled for a coffee instead    

Both lived in Teddington and were interested in the tidal patterns of rivers They were both unmarried but had girlfriends called Kim and Kim Blenkinsop worked in Hammersmith and Worsall in Holland Park They often met for lunch and always shared their journey home On Saturday’s they could be found on the river banks witnessing […]

There is a legend in Denmark that in 1813 a lowly clerk named Mael would write in his diary using an electric lamp as an aid This was never substantiated although it has been known to snow in covered railway stations in Berkshire   Due to the peculiar design of the new railway station in […]

On Tuesday’s Saskia S wrote to Petra-Polly expressing her love She wished that they were sitting together in the cloying mud of a building site watching the mechanical diggers drive by On Wednesday she wrote to Petra-Polly describing the pleasures of the moon Saskia S did not write to Petra-Polly at all on Thursday as […]

Edrich sat on the TGV as it sped through the French countryside Zoo sat opposite her husband slowly drinking her coffee Little did she realise that below the surface of the scalding drink that universes were being created and destroyed and that other life forms were developing colours not yet known to man An English […]

Comrade Shuffle Bakes a Soufflé The magnetic pebble is known to feud with other stones on the beach its reasons are unknown although jealousy is thought to be the cause   perfect day yesterday i stood on union street in the city of bath between 13.00 and 15.00 5599 people passed me of these 6 […]

As you are aware my favourite aunt is mortally ill and I feel that she will not last the week which is incredibly sad taking into account the full life she has led. I am at present travelling towards her cottage in Atworth to be at her side. Lucy sent a telegram to Richard when […]

The light was shining on the low low clouds Revealing the opaqueness of the angels Who flitted in and out of view They remained unnoticed to all but the privileged Who gasped in astonishment At the beauty of the spectacle unfolding