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Forget the memory.
Tonight, from a cluttered little graveyard of regrets and remorse, I exhume a melancholy memory inlaid with semi-precious stones. When the dirt it...
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Christmas night
Beauty calls as the day falls people rushing by no one call on the tv screen I see happy faces of children playing smiling looking at Christmas...
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Ninety-Two.

Meant to write this yesterday, but fell asleep, so here it is now. Ninety-two, that is quite a big number, but it could also be a small number, it...
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Sit back, relax and enjoy the flight...

The nightmare of air-travel before the joys of a holiday....
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Winter Solstice
Yay ! We're round the bump At the bottom of the year Coming up the other side Towards summer
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Yet another culinary saga!

A space of time to sort and make our annual festive Christmas cake. Check and gather all ingredients (where is the ground almond? I’m sure I bought...
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Fly me to Cuba.
Tonight the memory of the demise of Castro a few years ago and its attendant macabre carnival, stirred a melancholy recall in that part of my heart...
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Grandfather.
My grandfather’s front parlour always reeked of pipe tobacco and slowly passing time, time that was so reluctant to glide along that only a new war...
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Flaming Christmas Fare

The flaming pud was always a hit With our dog, my brothers and me Filled with spices of exotic hue We never quite knew just how to behave, How to...
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The Emperor’s New Vocabulary

It was about nine-thirty, and the Teddy-Boy starlings had just concluded their usual morning assault on our bird feeders. A gang of juvenile...
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