Stuart Miller-Osborne

Many years ago I saw a movie That was set next to a wide river It told a simple story A beautiful women is pulled From the waters half dead But she is nursed back to life And although seemingly innocent She drives a fisherman towards madness It was a dreamlike movie Which left a…

The conflict has just a year to run And with luck you will remain at home A pandemic is however not far from these shores Which in its way will be worse than the war But you loved the beautiful game Which is a comfortable memory for me As I once many years later chased…

In the thirtieth year of my life When I drank up all my shame Please print this on my calling card As I want to elicit a response

Jane and I were sitting next to a small river yesterday We were idly watching the infrequent punts pass by Most carried the usual loads of tourists looking bored But one attracted my attention as it had but a single passenger A girl of tender years wearing a green summer dress She was accompanied by…

St Augustine’s is a very interesting place to visit But it is not disposed to those with movement difficulties People in wheelchairs would be better off on Everest I am an agile chap and my nickname is Gazelle But even I stumbled occasionally over hidden stones After our visit Jane and I trotted around the…

I was strolling around a heritage site yesterday When I stole a small stone from near an archbishops grave I was told that I would be cursed for my dishonesty And expected to be run over by a bus within the hour But nothing happened at all I was not even vaguely punished About an…

I am reading a book whose main character Is named Stephen Hero I wonder if my lovely wife Is related to him She has often spoken Of a lost brother

Park Ken runs a launderette Which is opposite the Spire He is a man of middle years Who lives his beautiful wife Her name is Harriet Hero She is a world famous architect Who helps to restore derelict churches There are many in this dreadful town

Jane and I visited St Augustine’s Abbey today It was a fine clear day with a high white sun The ruins of the abbey possessed a tranquillity That I had not really experienced before But what I really enjoyed were the fine views Of the cathedral which were quite stunning

I was on holiday with Egg Julie and Bizzy Lizzy As normal we were in deepest Kent We were swimming in Meek Creek Or at least my dear friends were I had been told to stay in port As I had an infected foot I was reading The Nigger of the Narcissus And would later…