Category: Writing
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I remember as a child being enraptured by my father’s stories about when he was in India during World War II. Instead of the usual…
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The Joys of Sunbathing Aah! To bathe in the sunCan be relaxing funSensing UV raysOn hot sunlit daysSoaking up vitamin D(seems good to me)ButLying so…
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The Solitary Bee I am a solitary beeon my ownI am not a queen or even a drone I hum a tuneFrom time to timeIt…
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Perhaps it is time to tell TV weather forecasters to wipe the smiles off their faces?
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During Lockdown I took to feeding the birds on our balcony. It is fun identifying all the individual characters of the birds that come to…
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Some people may be lucky enough to get serenaded below their window by a romantic. But do I? Oh no. I get a JCB road…
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Daffodils, a pigeon and a fly Tenby daffodils sway in the breezeBeneath a city copse of London treesA pigeon wanders lonely by—I wonder if his…
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Spring is coming, spring is coming Spring is coming? It’s already here! In fact, it became official on 21st March. But, I’ve drawn a picture…
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The morning of the first Lockdown on 23rd March 2020 I awake to a strange sound. ‘What is that sound?’ I ask.We live alongside a busy…
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Romeo She speaks: O, speak again, bright angel! for thou art As glorious to this night, being o’er my head As is a winged messenger…
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