Going Down Below

[This short poem was written, at request, for the Thanksgiving Service for a dear very elderly man who had had a working life as a skilful and dedicated mining engineer, though when asked of his occupation he would simply say ‘A miner’. I remembered Ewan’s writing on a colliery disaster in the 19th century, and thought it good to remember those who worked hard to improve and keep safety in industry.] Deep shafts, black gold, dark collier shifts …

Snippets of Downshire Life – Eastertide – Maundy Thursday

The Finchbottom Vale nestles comfortably between the Ancient Dancingdean Forest to the south and the rolling Pepperstock Hills in the north, and to the east 15 miles inland from Sharpington-By-Sea, equidistant between the seaside resort and Pepperstock Green was the rambling village of Brookley and at its heart was St Mildred’s Church.

Snippets of Downshire Life – UK Coffee Week

The village of Highfinch sits just on the edge of the Pepperstock Hills and the Lily Green Hollows Golf Club separates the village from the Hamlet of Lily Green, and the combination of those two and Kingfisherbridge made up the parish of St Martins.

Mornington-By-Mere – (56) Soldier Wood (Part 02)

David and Sharon had already had a couple of drinks in the Old Mill Inn when he suggested another, but she declined. “I’ll walk you home then” David said “Ok” she replied

Policing Downshire in the Noughties – From Millmoor to Yesteryear

Millmoor was once a Military town, well actually it was always an army town, until the defense cuts, but the quarters had been refurbished and sold to eager would be home owners.

Mornington-By-Mere – (56) Soldier Wood (Part 01)

There was a military funeral in the quaint chocolate box English Village of Mornington-By-Mere when the beating heart of the Finchbottom Vale fell silent with sombre respect.

Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (55) Sweet Twenty Something

Every morning he saw her on the Finchbottom Express, in the same seat, she was a twenty something, a sweet young thing who smiled at him each day, occasionally a “Hello” or “Hi” was exchanged but nothing more profound that that.

Tales from the Finchbottom Vale – (56) Moonlight Serenade

Twenty eight year old Paul Ingram was involved with an older woman, a forty year old woman to be precise, who was a beautiful unhappily married, Carrington Chase educated woman called, Francesca Carrington-Webber.

Policing Downshire in the Noughties – A Leisurely Start to the Day

Trevor Beardsmore was a local builder, as was his father before him, and he had a very good reputation and could pick and choose what work he would do.


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