Stuart Miller-Osborne

I have just returned from a walk  With my pet lobster  Another winter storm had broken  We stopped briefly on the beach  As in the distance we could see a stairway  That was totally populated  By many species of fish  They were moving in various directions 

Somewhere there is beach  Calm dry and warm  Where you and I will  Share the pleasures  Of the fruit  Jane C  Anglaise

Somewhere there is beach  Calm dry and warm  Where you and I will  Share the passions  Of the fruit  Caron J Anglaise

I found hundreds of glow worms  Im my tree house  Many had fallen  Onto the grass  Illuminating the path  Ahead of me  My destination  Was still many miles away  But the journey was beyond magical 

Where do I go from here  There is no clear route  I am fully awake  But cannot hear  The silence of the eggs 

One eye blue  One eye brown  A Golden Triangle  Has been reported 

On the first day of January 2025 Frederick started his tour in Bristol  By the evening he had reached Gloucester  He had planned to travel to Wales  Which was less than twenty miles away  But abandoned his journey As the weather had become violent 

Joe Josie and Sephine Are back in Richmond They were missed their friends This Saturday at three afternoon The Flooded Inn With host their memories Of the USA and Finland Josie will be signing Copies of her new book Alcatraz and Me

Girls can wear scruffy jeans  And cut their hair short  They can wear vests or tee shirts  As it is okay to be a boy named Tom  But If you switch this around  Then the said boys are ridiculed  For being too feminine  The mathematics of this  Totally confuses me Joe  It really does confuse me 

There is a period  Between Christmas  And the New Year  That were known locally  As the Daft Days  You would do daft things  Like walking through  Railway tunnels at night  Or wearing your mums knickers  When you went to church  I had always wondered  Why these days  Were called Daft Days  Before I realised  That…