Stuart Miller-Osborne

Lads there had been a slight change of plan today Why is that Sir Well as you all know the current government has gone all soft and liberal Who is it today George Crawford the chap who shot the Prime Minister A bit harsh that I would have just fined him That or community service […]

No mans knowledge Can go beyond his experience I live in cave Discuss

I am thinking therefore I exist If I was run over by a bus I would cease to exist But if all my living thoughts Had been copied into a book Would they still exist discuss

My beach house still stands Tired and sea worn On the Blue Glass Coast I visit it once a year To attend to repairs Childhood holidays once passed In this colourful beach house It was a place of happiness and joy But now time has haunted its brittle history Anne Vernon 1971

Dorrin and I own a small villa That faces the Mediterranean Sea It is an idyllic retreat from the world Our residence is surrounded My pink Flamingo Trees Which change colour In different seasonal lights

I frequently release butterflies through drains They enter the streets of the toughest neighbourhoods And later explode killing all but the smartest rats These rats bother me because of their speed Dubbed at the Crossroads is a dangerous place

I am not sure about this But I like you It might just be love

There is always some madness in love But there is also always some reason in madness

I am married to a Nordic Blonde I like Nordic Blondes She is my intellectual equal Tick boxes one two and three There are those who say That beauty is only skin deep And to value beauty only is wrong I agree and disagree and ask this question If God exists then why did he […]

I like nothing better than listening to Erik Satie On the terrace of Chatterbuck on warm evenings Photographs of outstanding beauty Caress my idle thoughts My inhibitions fade