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: Vicky
Garden: January So Far
We’ve had sun, frost and rain but no snow. The temperature has touched the high teens and plumbed the below zeros. There’s a lot of green and brown, and white but little colour yet. The lawn has had a last … Continue reading
The Garden, One Week To You Know What garden #weddingpreparations
By now you’re on tenterhooks, whatever those instruments of torture are, alongside me. Seven days and of yesterday and whisper it in the darkest most sound absorbent corners, it’s looking… Oh, you decide. Here’s a gallery of shots from the … 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
Spring Has Sprung
There are many signs of spring that I love. For me it’s not a date in the calendar but a A daffodil A showing from the magnolias But most of all it’s when we see the first sign of March … Continue reading
The World According To Vicky #poem #tortoise
If you live with a tortoise It’s not likely to improve your poise Or lessen any ambient noise. But equally you’ll never cuss Or jump about or make a fuss Living with a tortuss…
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