I have made you breakfast Jane How sweet of you What are you after Nothing Just Stan and Jane And Stephen Crane What makes you say that Because I dreamt about meeting the poet Or rather not meeting the poet I had been invited to his house A huge austere pile on the South Coast […]

It was supposed to be an information film How to Behave in Britain A short section was shot in Midgham in 1943 An American soldier is seen crossing the lines He wants to travel to Cirencester The station buildings can be seen briefly As well as the rustic level crossing I know Midgham station very […]

Although I had seen too many plate grey days January was also a month of stunning sunsets Where for a while the skies exploded into vivid colours From blush pinks to fiery oranges red blue and green I have taken many photographs with my naked camera And have sent them to the dodoes in f […]

In the lattice work of history Old photographs reveal That this area was once rural With lanes flowers and trees And above all a gentle silence But now it is quite urban With a dreadful disease That I fear is terminal

I often experience an existential crisis Well at least once a day My most recent was in Milan yesterday And involved light food poisoning As I had eaten shellfish at a business meeting One should never eat shellfish at corporate events It was a very posh hotel with some very important customers I need not […]

You are forever trapped Between your bovine friends You exist but are not present Little is known of your history

Petra Pol is to marry Petunia Daisy Grimes Optician Is the Maid of Honour William in the Wheelchair Will whistle Jerusalem As an introduction to the service Frantic Romantic will lead the choir With Sammy Mire and Sammy Sire Silent close hymns will be sung in Latin As the vows are exchanged without wandering words

A devotchka was leaning over the baboochka She was very interessovatted in this lighter I know not why but I was interested in her neezhnies What a plott she had and her sharries were sladky I wanted to spat with her all grazzy So I lit a cancer pretending to care But then bog spoke […]

There is still a lampost in place on Beach Road It is not the original lampost of the old photograph That is long gone which is rather sad The nearby houses have changed little Even though many years have passed Air and light and light air and light

Valentin recently sent me a letter describing a shelf cloud That he had witnessed when cycling back from the village church Valentin suspected that a storm was near but there was no obvious signature So he rang his sister Valentine from the red phone box on the green And asked her to bring his Box […]