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Apprenticed To My Mother
Walking Into Trouble
Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle
The Last Will Of Sven Andersen
Booms And Busts
Buster & Moo
Salisbury Square
My Father and Other Liars
Life In A Conversation
Life, in a Grain of Sand
Life In A Flash
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Tag Archives: flying
Flight Or F(r)ight
I flew for the first time in 30 months. Only from London to Belfast, one of those flights where you’ve just gone through the stomach tumult of sprinting down the runway and asking yourself why you didn’t go to the … Continue reading →
Thoughts On An Aircraft
It was the 72nd anniversary of the NHS the other day, and there have been various signifiers. One was a fly past by an ancient plane with the initials of our favourite institution pained on the bottom. Which took me … Continue reading →
a few more words..
Another poem, also following my flying experiences… I don’t want you to think I don’t enjoy flying.. Flight (2) Somehow the sense of entrapment Is increased by the narrowness: The seats For size zero models, With asylum constraints, Legroom … Continue reading →