Day 261
I am today mostly bereft of words. A and I are just back from the final match of the cricket season at Stradbroke, and stayed for Presentation Evening afterwards. Seeing… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
I am today mostly bereft of words. A and I are just back from the final match of the cricket season at Stradbroke, and stayed for Presentation Evening afterwards. Seeing… Continue Reading
Today I actually did things I wanted to do. Had a lie-in. Drove down to Stradbroke (and dropped A at work on the way). Watched the lads play cricket (they… Continue Reading
Originally about the end of the cricket season, Season’s Close is also about the ending of any era, with the hope that the good times will be back before… Continue Reading
Summer always comes to its end Too quickly, too soon, and Regrets are too easily dwelt on, And sadness inevitable, after these Days of joy and fear, and the Bonds… Continue Reading
I’ve been too busy with real life to blog about this wonderful election campaign for a few days, which may or may not be a good thing. Only you can… Continue Reading
Some days are duller than others. I got up on Saturday morning full of good intentions, meaning to get some roofing felt for one of my sheds that the recent winds… Continue Reading
Well, I say campaign trail (of which today was the first full day), but I’ve actually not done much more than I usually do, which is walk around the village… Continue Reading