Stuart Miller-Osborne

In this beautiful country of ours we are lucky to possess many beaches that consist mainly of pebbles Generations have walked along these beaches looking for interesting stones But be aware of the following when you are next on the beach That is that certain pebbles possess almost human emotions and should be treated with […]

Albine and Edward lived in Thunderspit Bay until recently They collected pebbles from the beach and painted miniature seascapes and other places of interest on the sea worn surfaces They then sold the decorated pebbles on to passing tourists About three months ago Albine and Edward abruptly closed their small business after they found a […]

After tasting the tolerant wines of Kent My wife and I retired to a small café In the backstreets of Maidstone In an effort to straighten up I accepted the offer of an iced coffee From the benevolent owner It was the best coffee that I had ever tasted And holds that record to this […]

I will share my cinnamon biscuits with you if you share your lemonade It is so hot today Above the beach the capricious kites entertained the passers by Chines Dragons Exotic Birds Captain Pugwash They all bathed in the cross-winds of the day In a nearby café three children Are eating creams puffs They have […]

Jean-Paul is on the beach with his purple toothbrush out of reach   That is a ridiculous rhyme I know But you asked me to write a rhyme about our day on the beach I did not expect a poor rhyme It was the best that I could do Well then it will have to […]

In a coastal town Full of grace Louise lived with her husband Rick Mac Race   She was given a copy Of The Winter’s Tale By her distant cousin Jim Cuthbert Gale   The author purchased a copy of Shakespeare’s Winter’s Tale from a small bookshop in Deal in Kent on the 9th of June […]

On my last visit You were grey And quite miserable This saddened me I had accepted the loss Of the steelspider But I could not have imagined Your loss of colour  

The strawberries in Kent are always ripe at this time of year When we were younger we picked them for fun   It was a sort of working holiday Were you paid? Yes but it was only enough to pay for the evening drinks in the pub or catch a film in Maidstone What do […]

The Reverend G Burwella and I are sitting on the settee His face is hidden deep in my underarm hair In the kitchen his sister Lets Go Retro is making the tea Later we are going into the church yard Where he will release 99 blue balloons In memory of his dream cat Who died […]

Bradford Doggerel Early morning Fred Left his sister In her bed Dead And asked Ted To touch her head And confirm her dead   Trowbridge Doggerel Early morning Ted Left her sister In his bed Dead And asked Ned To touch her head And confirm her dead   Westbury Doggerel Early morning Ned Left Sister […]