Ordinarily, I don't watch breakfast TV magazine shows. Indifference to celebrity gossip, unashamed self publicity of guest's new books and show biz 'idols' showing similar indifference in reporter Dan Wootton's selfies, negating my desire to pay it much mind. This morning, though, I was glued to a segment of ITV's Lorraine show, featuring a remarkably... Continue Reading →
Woodhouse Man
Woodhouse man Brick house foundations bestowed upon brood Deterring villainous wolf attentions Encouraging predator to seek less secure footings. Woodhouse man Proud gentleman of white rose burgh Undemonstrative, periphery your comfort zone Unperturbed at allowing the less worthy centre stage. Woodhouse man In a shithouse world Your gifts greater than the guinea or sovereign Humanity, security, caring and selflessness thine riches bestowed. Woodhouse... Continue Reading →