The Sincerest For Of Poetry
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
Tag Archives: Poppies
Sisters Doing It For Themselves
Meanwhile the garden is finding its colourful feet
Poppies, Kimonos and the Power Of Rain #gardens #memories
There’s a lot of work going on in my garden as we prepare for the upcoming nuptials of No. 1 child. One dilemma we knew was coming concerned the poppies. These have been magnificent but they needed to be stripped … Continue reading
June Garden Week Two – Peak Poppy #june #garden
The colour is now exploding and while I will show that later, I can no better highlight how things have been moving on than show the changes in the poppy beds since last time. Elsewhere the roses are beginning to … Continue reading
In Flanders Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We … Continue reading
Posted in art, families, London
Tagged Armistice Day, In Flanders Fields, John McCrae, Poppies, Tower of London
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William Harding Dyson 1896 – 1917 – one young man’s story
William Dyson, Willie to his family, was born at the back end of the 19th Century into a reasonably comfortable family in Linton, in Cambridgeshire. He had two brothers, Allen and Edward and three sisters Mabel (Mabs), Gladys (Glad) … Continue reading
Posted in families, memoires, miscellany
Tagged Battle of Arras, Linton, Military Medal, Poppies, RAMC, Tower of London, William Harding Dyson
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