Hi Jane   I trust that you are having a nice day Something very odd happened to me at Reading Station this morning  As I alighted from my train I noticed a really beautiful sunrise above the Pugin church  It was as I was taking a photograph that I felt an unrewarded tear run down my […]

I had a dreamOf seagreen lightUpon your breastAnd unto night You came to meThe door unlockedMy dream no more For you were thereAll bright with smileMy mother dressedIn seagreen lightAnd yet I seeA little while You came to meWe met a againNo words were saidFor life thereafter No longer dead CMO

Confucius once said that a man  Would have to wait until sixty years  Before his ears truly obeyed him I have often thought of this  Whilst hiding in the shadows  Of the setting south sun 

I am walking down Moon Marigold Avenue  Where on a warm summer’s afternoon Two bandits came out of the sun  And needlessly opened fire on innocent civilians Amazingly nobody was killed  But the milkman found a bullet lodged in the heel of his boot When he returned from his round  That milkman was my father and […]

The mind has a thousand ways  To terminate a life  That has grown tired  And become meaningless  Margaret of the Gods  Sat by a railway track A train could be heard  In the far distance 

I like women’s football as much as the next guy  I take my kids down to see the Refuge Ladies every Sunday  The standard is shit but what more can you expect  It is like watching five years olds chase a ball in the dark   But there are other things that trouble me  White shorts  Why […]

Do you know something  Yes I have problems too  It is sex  It confuses me  No not the holes  That is the easy part  At the last count there were only four  It is pissing  A quite ordinary thing  Rather boring if you think about it You spend the first twenty years of your life  […]

Father tell me about the two world wars  There is nothing to tell as it is history spent  War is Kind  When you brush it  Into a dusty ditch 

Stan  I trust that you are okay and are missing me like mad How is Lincoln  It is a splendid city  Thank you for lending me your railway book  Which is a fascinating read There is a photograph inside that I really relate to  It was taken on the 12th of July 1931 At the Golf […]

For days without fail  I walk around  As if in a haze  I am alert and functioning  But am quite distant  Life passes me by  Without argument  I cannot say  That I dislike  This arrangement Yet it is rather odd  I am amazed  By its strangeness And that it demands  So little of me