Counting, counting, counting

It was never that easy for a gentleman to find a suitable device for intriguing any waterfowl before the invention of Spadgecock’s Patented Wildfowl Distractor, back in the Mid-Victorian period.

The gift of words

A swishy swashy poem.

Not very much happened on the journey from Olney to Milton Keynes and then the M1.

The two men exited the flat and began their journey to the pub.

A sweet poem about happiness written on a Wednesday

The sway of the train woke me. I shut my eyes, just for a second I thought and time jumped forwards, or was it sideways, as it does when you are sleeping, a kind of time travel.