Stuart Miller-Osborne

I often take photographs of the Magic Hour As it sinks into the brittleness of the night This is one of my greatest passions

Everything is Nothing Nothing is Forever Are my two Best Friends

Sometimes when I am quite alone I feel the weight of the dayHeavy on my slender shoulders I am aware of my sad eyes This is the first thing noticedWhen new people meet me What sad eyes you have You are quite beautiful But you have such sad eyes

Joe Josie Have you renewed our English Heritage membership yet No Why Because they refused to remove that awful flag last summer Flag The faggot flag I just thought it was wrong It just seems to me that it is either black this or black that Or faggot this and faggot that They are not…

As I was relaxing in my warm bed I thought that I could hear weeping But there was nobody in my house I was completely alone The sadness seemed to be remote So I looked out of the window The river that flowed past me Was weeping bitterly I asked but received no reply My…

As I walked along the coastal path I saw one hundred and twenty seagulls In congregation above the beach Outriders late grey and yellow Could clearly be seen in the sky A storm was just hours away

I went to London with CatCat Flat On The Mat We travelled First Class I now call her St MartinSt Martin-in-the-Fields

Musician Sheku Kanneh-Mason has said Rule, Britannia! “makes people feel uncomfortable” and should not be sung at the Last Night of the Proms. What a stupid thing to say – this displays a total lack of maturity I would call you a cunt but cunts are useful Especially if they are attached to beautiful women…

Many years ago whilst I was visiting Torcross I was told about an artist who had been born In the village just before the First World War She had been much celebrated in her younger years This interested me for a while but soon faded from memory That was until I found a series of…

I visited a charity bookshop today And found a book of music Johann Sebastian Bach’s Werke It had once belonged to a Rosamund Rosamund had lived in Leeds And added her name in March 1913 That is all that I knew Many years had passed Since her signature But the Grand Mass Had remained quite…