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I discovered a time machine today Powered by creosote I was sat on the roof of an abandoned air raid shelter Nestling beneath our Iron...
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Rites of Property
‘For the moment, our freedoms have to be restricted. But when the lockdown ends, let’s celebrate by demanding a right to roam on open...
Let's go the Pub when we can again
Let’s go to the pub! I wrote recently about the Lord John and have written one or two in the past about The Prince Albert. We are also...
VE Day and Covid-19
We are not only a martial country (See previous post on here: National Identity in a Time of Crisis) But we are also a nation of slaving...
Lord John Russell and Karl Marx
by Stuart Butler When even a Tory traditionalist Such as Edmund Burke could assert that, “the number of estates, country-houses, castles,...
Some say Incompetent Some say Criminal
Dominic Raab, knowing that a week is a long time in politics, has said that “Now is not the time to commit to an inquiry”. He knows that...
Not Clapping, Waving
Thursday evening, 8pm, 23 April 2020. I’ve decided to drop my participation in the ‘Clapping for the NHS’ ritual. I feel bad about it, as...
One Month Into Lockdown (Staying Safe & Staying Home) - Crispin Thomas
One Month Into Lockdown (Staying Safe & Staying Home) one month into lockdown And I’m standing here again And I’m gazing from the window...
A part Two Gather/To Gether A part
posted by Stuart Butler Dear Artist, Friends, Colleagues, in unprecedented times we call for your responses. Artistic Exchange...
National Identity in a Time of Crisis
We live in a martial country, How else did we get that empire On which the sun never set? We live in a martial country, Spending a...
Ivor Gurney On the Western Front
18 April 1917 Ivor Gurney writes - ‘Last night after lights out I had a long talk with a Cotswold man lying next to me – of his ambition...
The Grave of Winter
From 'In Pursuit of Spring" by Edward Thomas Winter may rise up through mould alive with violets and primroses and daffodils, but when...
Digging up Madeleine Moments On Rodborough Allotments
Rolled sleeve, break-back, pounding chest, Up here, just below Butterrow West, Where I plant and dig and study and sow, While neighbours...
From "In Pursuit of Spring" Edward Thomas. Posted by Bob Fry
At Easter 1913, Edward Thomas undertook a journey on foot and bicycle from London, north and west to the Quantocks, in pursuit of the...
Bill Fleming - We'll Meet Again
I'm mostly content to be trapped in this house and garden. (Space, garden, well stocked library, food cupboard, and our writer in...
Bosky Sheepscombe
By Robin Treefellow Sheepscombe O Sheepscombe you are a weave of trees and secrets sheltering lee gloomy green paths trickling waters...
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