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Day: September 21, 2017


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 […]

“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 […]