Stuart Miller-Osborne

Josie I forgot to say this as another mail came through Second Hand Sister But Mummy is reading Morse again And wants to visit her old college Hence Oxford As a surprise I purchased some tickets For the annual burning of the Marxist Intellectuals Which is great fun especially if the weather is kind However […]

Maerin I read your funny article It was so true Both of us have travelled And have seen how The cops work in different countries Indeed I experienced this first hand White English Middle Class Highly Educated Joe Had a baton placed over his windpipe Because he did not understand A garbled instruction in a […]

Josie What a silly girl you are you are What a silly girl you are I will not be able to come to Rome What is happening next week It is Mummy’s birthday One of us usually pops down You will be in Rome I will be in Richmond Which is nearer to Oxford That […]

La chambre de Pandore La chambre de Pandore La chambre de Pandore children sing this continuous song as they dance under my window six years ago a velvet box was left in my room whilst I was sleeping a message written crudely warned me not to open the box this I have noted and have […]

The Secrets of Pandora Is my translation correct I cannot answer your question As I do not speak French

Hi Joe I have sent you a poem Please hate it for me Cora and I are travelling again On Saturday evening We are going to Rome As she wants to visit The Spanish Steps And the Keats-Shelley House We will also visit the cemetery Where the poet now sleeps Do you remember our visit […]

There is a huge painting by Jerome It hangs in the Great Room And illustrates many biblical stories To get to my room I need to pass Jerome And the labyrinths of his eye Josie’s Poem

I eatch our summer skies I await your ret rn from infinity But know the imposssibility Of such a p rfect thoughy Georgie

I have not made your bed Since you left me ho rs ago I look at your creased sheets Tour perfumes haunt the room By the time you receive this love poem You will be as far away from me As it is possible to physically bee Georgie

There is nothing more pleasing Than seeing a US Fighter Plane Resting on a grass landing strip I have killed six enemy soldiers But some remain hidden They are as guilty as the others In a short while I will kill the guard And fly into the blue oblivion The only difference Is that I […]