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I like to think of my poems as ‘misery with oomph’ taken from observations of life. I use poetry as a way of expressing my personality. I perform at various poetry events in London and have had a few poems published here and there. I am working towards publishing a book… or maybe two.
I will remember you Arthur Bowler - Victim of The Great Slaughter 1914-18
15 September 2014
98 years ago my Great Uncle Arthur Bowler was 'killed in action' in the 'organised murder' (Harry Patch). He is commemorated on a brick in Thiepval, France. Strangely, he was near an area called Albert, and he had a brother called Albert, pronounced very differently with a Barnsley accent, who also served in Malta in the same conflict and survived to have a very good life. I wonder if Arthur may have connected these names as he waited in the trench to...
Unlimited great, limited food not!!
29 September 2014
Where can I get some decent food in this goddam town? In between the fantastic festival I just needed a real dirty fry up to keep me going and guess what? Been around the world and I, I , I can't find a fry up... Runaround Brew.... where are you? Had to settle for MACDONALDS ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!! Get this city back to reality please and give us back the cosy Italian cafes and Full English brekkies! Then I find that: London Hot el is charging £39 for the...
It's those soul assassins the town planners again! Except it's 1969
29 September 2014
I Love This Dirty Town (too) I found this plea In the archives of the BBC Margaret Drabble, Sean Kenny Arthur Doole I love you But weep knowing They took no pity The architects and town planners always win! Wise words from Theo Goody Highlights the wasted taxpayers' money On skills are wasted for empty words Paid for by the sweat and toil of ordinary workers Joan Littlewood as usual Fighting on the side of good But Money talks Developers walk All over our souls Until we do them a favour And...