Tonight, along with about two thousand other people, I took the opportunity to see Jeremy Corbyn addressing a rally in Leeds. As it happened, the event was so popular that the hall reached capacity just as we were reaching the front of the queue. So JC came and stood on the steps of the venue and addressed the outside crowd before his speech in the auditorium. Continue reading
Of all the wonderful ideas I’ve come across in the WordPress community, the Echoes of My Neighbourhood prompt from Jacqueline at acookingpotandtwistedtales.com must be one of the best. The idea, simply, is to share pictures of your local area so bloggers around the world can get a flavour of different cities, landscapes and environments. How fantastic is that? Continue reading
Perspiring tourists made their way along the windless promenade. Squinting in the sunshine between islands of shade too far apart for any comfort. The sea at low tide was a distant mirage below the far end of the pier.
‘I want an ice cream.’ Continue reading
The battle ‘tween Leave and Remain
has driven us Brits quite insane
Now Leave are delighted
But we feel disunited
As divided as Abel and Cain. Continue reading
Swing the axe.
And again. And again. One thousand cuts a day, every day for months on end. The woodcutter’s hands were rubbed raw by the constant pressure of the axe handle. The ever-widening clearing around his house was littered with untidy piles of felled trees, the ground slippery with rotting scraps of bark. He used to hear birdsong when he woke each morning, but the birds were gone now. Friends from the village didn’t come near him any more. It was for the best, he told himself. Safer for people to keep their distance from the axe. Continue reading