Stuart Miller-Osborne

There are no Elisabeth Frink sculptures on public display on the Ile de Re They are all privately owned The only Brancusi on the island is buried under a sand dune its whereabouts unknown The Flesh of the Buchanan is on show but is largely ignored by tourists as they make their way to the […]

Vivianne Vesper was sitting on a beach on the Ile de Re She was watching her friends running in and out of the wagon wag waves The tide was retreating as it always did in the afternoon Vivianne Vesper decided to chase her friends along the beach But they ran into the shallows She followed […]

  Was previously the mayor of Berwick on Tweed Who thought his town had gone to seed I disagreed with him as I considered Berwick to be a splendid place His name was Price-Pettifer and he lived on the beach Where he fished most days with his wife Til–Teeech Their life was simple and very […]

  Portishead Green oysters have recently reported peculiarities of balance I am currently testing the waters for their mineral content The white oysters consider that supernatural forces are at work I am keeping an open mind although Minnie’s bed is soaked in blood each morning So far I have drawn no connections with the misfortunes […]

  Bristol Green I was staying with you at a jade hotel in the centre of the city Before our journey home I left you in the shower As I wanted to photograph our train Which was lucky for me Because it was the Bristol Green   Camera Obscura From the camera obscura I could […]

Henry O remembered Sainte Elisabeth (morte a quinze ans) During his holiday he read a history of her short life When he finished the book he laid it on a cushion next to a red pencil which his wife had found the day previously Neither the book or the pencil had met before    

  Noughts and Crosses Due to the very low cloud the descending aircraft Were leaving noticeable vapour trails As they approached the airport I could see this from my bedroom window And decided to play noughts and crosses With my brother His name is Phillip   Gemma Root Gemma Root Picked up a green pencil […]

It was many and many a year ago In a kingdom by the sea That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE Judith A minute I am copying out the poem by Poe Which one? ANNABEL LEE Jonny-Jonny is on the phone he wants you to take a […]

The sweet sweets bees intoxicated by the jupiter flowers are searching the night sky for this once fine star Judith placed her pen into the desk tidy What is the poem about? It is about a star called Al Aaraaf which appeared suddenly in the heavens and attained in a few days a brilliancy surpassing […]

Hierro the most westerly of the Canary Islands and has an area of about 109 square miles and a population of 8182 During the summer of 1956 this did not increase to 8186 as we did not visit Hierro choosing to holiday in Hove instead I have never visited Hierro We passed the Guayarmina Thermal […]