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Month: September 2017

The Wrong Pans

Scene – It’s just gone 8 pm on a Friday evening in the Burmantofts area of Leeds. The fledgling dusk is around an hour old and under lamplight outside an […]
The Wrong Pans

The Phoenix?

As I peer north westerly out of living room window in the direction of neighbouring West Ardsley, I’m greeted by a cloudless blue East Ardsley sky. I’m currently in situ at […]
The Phoenix?

“Keep Reading!”

Today’s narrative is my 900th offering since I embarked on this literary journey in spring 2015. Back then I was a ‘wet behind the ears’ boy who hadn’t previously utilised such erudite […]
“Keep Reading!”

Position Incurable

Pernicious canker; indiscriminate spitefulness Teases with capricious exhibitions of salubriousness Clan chief Strachan stricken Consequently, brood akin to felines on tin roof scorching Seven years canker has taunted caricature Norn […]
Position Incurable

Gentleman

A gentleman in every sense Half full glass, brimming heart Though Sunday’s Jolly Miller jaunts times glass untenanted Initiated offspring’s worship at LS11 kirk; Roots irrefutable Brood unconditionally sheltered; selfless […]
Gentleman

“Time for Bed!”…. Boing

On Monday afternoon, while Karen was undergoing an MRI scan, I interspersed people watching with writing prose in a waiting area of the Bexley Wing, Leeds. The sonnet was written […]

My Second Home

Chamber of lingering, institution of inflicted Seemingly endless tenancy o’er seven summers; brood support plural Carer career abiding; careering confidence consequential Caricature spent emotionally; parking fees spent frequently Oppressive chamber […]
My Second Home