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Monthly Archives: May 2018
ODE TO THE DISAPPEARING JOURNALS
Who but old lags Could steal all the Mags From the Pensao Retiro select? Just who it can be is a mystery to me We are none of us really suspect. But I wouldn’t eat lunch With a pilferer of … Continue reading
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THE QUINTAS TELEPHONE LINE
There was once a time when a man could say ‘I’m off to the Quintas for the day And if I’m not back by ten or eleven You can leave my dinner in the oven.’ But alas those happy days … Continue reading
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LIFE’S LESSON
When you think about the lessons life has taught Which you have packed into one short life span, Dwell momentarily on this, and if you can Deny that you have benefit from aught. And if the answer’s ‘no’ then all … Continue reading
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A BABCOCK MANAGER
I am a Babcock Manager Which meant going through the Mill, Other people come and go But they never learned the drill. I dress quite well – a suit of course So this can help me show That I’m a … Continue reading
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GROCKLES ON THE DORSET WAY
The way from Lyme stretched far ahead, Our spirits high, our muscles strong; Out to the right the sea lay spread As through the hills we trekked along. Those hills went up, then they went down, Our loads we carried … Continue reading
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ON UNDERSTANDING WHAT DENNIS POTTER WAS SAYING ON TELEVISION ON 5 APRIL 1994
There is a road that leads you onwards In the journey of your life And you’ll find that if you stay on it, Following faithfully the signs, It will take you in a circle To the source where you began, … Continue reading
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DINGLE BANK
Past the Autumn river’s wallow See the steaming horse’s flank Stamps and snorts amidst the bellow Of the Stage at Dingle Bank. Yon, the farm boy, eager, callow makes his way through country dank. Across the fields forlorn and fallow … Continue reading
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OLGA RETURNS HOME
When we welcomed you in nineteen eighty one, Caroline’s friend, soon friend to all become, And bringing Spanish sun to England’s wealth of greens Took back, we hope, a sense of all this means, Of friendship and goodwill transcending border … Continue reading
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ALPHA AND OMEGA
A speck of light upon a leaf And gold the shafts that pierce the apple tree, A lady bird explores in high relief The solace and the wonder here for me. Those dangers to be met upon the way For … Continue reading
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GRUMPS TO ANDREW – NOT SO SEDITIOUS NONSENSE No. 3
Take a good look at the World as you enter Fear not emotions but check with the brain, Never stray so far from the centre That you can’t get back again. Whatever you may think of yourself The World will … Continue reading
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