Thomas Nicholson Behind my house, looking up the hill – and into the past – I can watch him or what’s left, in an iron basket, dancing a helm wind jig, shirt tatters fluttering. I think I can see the ripples of the air around the gibbet – his and the man he murdered. You […]
What cosmic plan?
What cosmic plan? Today my yoga class was double booked. Oh shit! Dismayed as downpour soaked my mat, and wilted my perky resolve. So, we sat in the café and opened our hearts and thought that maybe this was better than Plan A Later, the gate was padlocked: No Entry – Deer Stalking! ‘Right dogs, […]
Wolf Moon – 100 words
After school activities – 100 words
After school activities The very best thing about karate, or trombone, or tap dancing is not their contribution to extra-curricular education, a well-rounded individual, opportunities for growth, or the child’s chance to make it through to BGT finals. No. It’s the time alone in a car park with nothing to do but wait. No […]
