Autobiography
Leggings - The Radio Show
I suppose it might be good for me this kind of strange acclaim.
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Up Mortimer’s Forest 12/2/17
Early morning – a sprinkling of snow shining in the sun, children out chattering in the garden before school; soon melting, drive north, icing...
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Into the Blue
Chapter 2: No Pain No Gain. Be a hill seeker the view is better from the top’ Lorna Jane My legs were starting to get sore. I was slowing down. " Don...
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Into the Blue
Chapter 1: The journey ‘Life is about the journey not the destination.’ 510km cycled. I wrote down in my diary. I lifted my now exhausted and shaky...
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'13. Palermo.
’13. Palermo. Great Britain. When I was eight or nine I recall sitting around my ‘Uncle’s’ conservatory in his three-quarters of a million-pound...
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(Not) Counting the Minutes at Falmouth Town Station
I was born at 8.25 am on the 2 nd of January 1959 with apparently the straightest back the midwife had ever seen. Not really sure how this has...
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A Travelling Man
Hello You how are you doin. When are you coming home I ask myself that more often these days. I used to be so sure when I was younger but now....no...
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Leggings – and the Disembodied Voice....
“Shipment to Beckham then!”
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I Remember...
I remember my window, spattered with sleet, the phantasm-feral mist, hovering voodoo flares. A diamond flamed moon... She brought stone-cold nights,...
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Senior Moments at Christmas Party
I belong to our local Senior Citizens Association. I joined in order to play in the scrabble group a few years ago, but also volunteered to set up a...
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