One Swan Two Cygnets Three Lilies

Sorry to be a bore with this second post But after a depressing day and a pathetic evening I found happiness or at least I felt happy It was a post on this very site from The Three Bells Which is a rather nice pub in Ray in South Devon Jane and I often visit […]

For the last few years I have been a radio reporter I do not report on the nice things but the depressing This is beginning to get me down and is testing my faith People note that I am good at my job but I disagree As I am screaming on the inside dry weeping […]

I do not know why I wrote this As the loo in this lovely theatre Was innocent of any pastel colours The city of my birth is not a cardboard city And I am as I write this poem fully dressed I also have no plans to show my bum today

Joe How is your table football league going Quite well Nick Are you winning each game Yes I have not failed to score less than twelve in any game Who else is in your league Sephine and Josie Sephine is Norwich City as she likes their colours Yellow and Green Josie favours Rent Boys United […]

Joe Sephine Where are you Kew There is nothing to worry about Carry on In short Josie has been arrested Oh dear What has she done Nothing What happened We were wandering across Hyde Park When a couple of cops stopped us Why Because of Josie’s tee shirt Which one The Baader Meinhof one It […]

I always thought that Janet Had a poor taste in men They were mostly losers Looking for suitable mothers Or insipid pale drifters They came and went Until she met Sonny Who I disliked instantly He was flash and featureless And soon broke her heart I picked up the pieces as normal It was then […]

I can remember Ursula Selling lavender in the market She was an orphan Who sold all she could grow And then the war started Our country was invaded I did not see her for five years Until I met her in Köln Working in a cafe Near the railway station We met occasionally after that […]

I used to know a girl named Flood Which was an unusual name She soon told me That it was a shortened version Of her second name Flood Southampton She had chosen not to use Her birth name For reasons unknown

I hate our fucking cat Joe Why Because she is a selfish bitch She is normally okay with me I could hear her howling from my room And went down to let her in But she was not there I was standing there stark fucking naked It was cold and I was freezing I had […]