Author Archives: admin

.things took a turn.

it is said that a relative married
a gipsy lady who lived at
redhill common in a tent

it is said she had two thumbs on each hand
like anne boleyn i think . too

that is why long sleeves were fashion then
to hide things

i think now we say romany

in kinson the jeffs lived round the corner

the men were lovely and i loved them
the ladies sold flowers, went to the square
by bus
and stayed all day
unless sold out early

it was nice to find
all their photos
on social media

as it was all a long
time ago

even then
things had started

we played with the gipsy folk
up on turbary common & julian
went with them when
they left their camp at
the brickworks

the police brought him back
they felt they knew best

they did not know the half of it

things took a turn
at the studio yesterday
left me tired

it is a different day today
with other plans

hows the job going?
how are your legs now?

6.55 am


found the secetuers

in the bag with the


noted the weight was

not right

the room is lighter


the memory is settling

my mind is quieter

will write of it all in


6.19 am

battery three quarters

.manchester ship canal.

you kept going while i was away even during storms

real grit

i am back as you can tell

will settle in a few days

7.21 home

lots to do

i briefly say that
i travelled to southport
then the manchester ship canal
then manchester town

i enjoyed it
much happened

much to do
to regroup
and tidy

your poor legs

a photo



oil pond mirrors the darkness the november

day sun draws white against the grey

this leaf lays on earth

there is no god

not hungry nor otherwise

you look at me straight and ask the past

and briefly I say & say there is no god

you did not smile nor shout you are the deadest thing

dead down . no smiling despite birds gone by

on greasy wings .i remember your look

your face

drawn grey as mourning doves

that remind

for me there is no god

.life saving.

yes the theatre was good
who done it now we
know who done it
yet the culprit swore
us all the secrecy

it is the longest running
a mouse trap

hope all the kittens came well
thet you are over run with cuteness

i stayed away a while and we rode
the narrow guage as always there
and back again

as always

then up the lake fishing
saving imaginary folk
with a rope then bound
him up happily

while he remained that way
an hour or so and no one

we made reed boats and caught two tiddlers

we placed them back of course
we don’t eat meat nor fish
yet the ice melts

it is all a worry
which i will not clarify

let you feel it is just

i am glad it was nothing serious
and that there will be funds for an engine


6.48 am
glad of my lot
wished better for others

.it is a gift.

it is a gift, the friend ship, the kiss

on each cheek with out avoidance.

it may seem continental, yet we are

dolgellau. it is a meeting place, yes,

near the church. there are similarities,

yet this is not a metaphor.

we met at ten, talked of family,

one hour led to two, and overstepped

the parking time.

later in the garden, i thought of you.

i cut the paths and thought of you too.

it is a gift.

.albert dock.

i hope all is well with your health
despite the word of tests

i worry
have been worrying for years
over folk & stuff
it does not help only
with planning

the albert dock is lovely
a shopping , cafe place
with a tate gallery

we have four i think
in total, two in london
one in st ives

i like that one
i lived there while little
and have friends

i hope the job is doing well
mine feels better that a couple
of months back

like tides

i hope you get to ride your bike

it is good to be out & about
the brain & the soul

i go now to plan a bus trip
to the theatre
his car is broke so
public transport will
be fun

monday later
than usual
been got groceries
drank coffee
ate an eccles


you were awake so early
yesterday and
i hope that day went well
for you

the day in the city was splendid
around the docks & liverpool

we went up the eye, the big
wheel despite the wind & vertigo

felt the admin in the tate was splendid &
told her so

she comes to stay in garndolbenmaen
on holidays

a firm voice demanding that all body parts
were kept behind the lines & we did so
while others did not

we are safe & i hope you guys are

do you work on sundays
like i do?

warm, cosy
there is a storm outside
the knapweed is going

.in stormimg about.

seems to me you caught on
damn quick

it is good to feel organised
in control
even though we are not


yes have had company
now i miss it
am in transition

drinking tea

the thunderstorm
was grand i think
the pressure leaves
me with an headache

as does the politics

later than usual
which does not
matter today

it will tomorrow



you did not write


that is fine.

i shall worry about you

guess you are busy

about the new job

your gainful employment

or worry

that you fell off your bike

hurt your typing finger (s)

or worry

that i got it wrong again


that you just

did not write