• From Stroud to Swindon for a Football Match (Brunel All the Way)
    Start your journey at the Platform One Café, Coffee and croissants and Katie and Rick, 3 tables, 6 chairs, a trunk, 15 railway puzzles (Always one on the go for travellers with a brief encounter), Sundry model engines and railway memorabilia, A library, greetings cards, two clocks, A mannequin budgerigar in a toy cage, (A […]
  • Stratford Park Theatre of Dreams
    I love Wednesday night’s walking football: The gathering dusk of late October: Floodlights lighting the way to goal, While a moon rises high in the sky, Illuminating childhood memories Of yesteryear’s Autumn Almanack: Playing marbles, conkers, knock-door-runaway, Or kicking a football under street lamps, Or collecting wood for the street bonfire, Always ceremonially lit, each […]
  • Happy Wednesdays
    It must have been 1965, We were having a lunchtime kick-about. ‘It’s Good News Week’ by Hedgehoppers’ Anonymous Was playing on someone’s transistor Just behind the goal nearest the school, Someone was puffing out on the wing, And crossed hopefully towards the edge of the box, Where I had strayed, and where I stood, Predicting […]
  • Watching Brazil Haiku
    When watching Brazil It’s just like watching Brazil. Life’s like that sometimes.
  • Pilgrim’s Progress
    I was determined to boycott the World Cup, And be like Christian in Pilgrim’s Progress: Avoiding all seductive temptations, And deceptions from the ‘beautiful game’ – For the arguments against watching, Reached all the way up to the heavens. And so, I tip-toed like a Puritan, On my personal Pilgrim’s Progress, Walking these redemptive hills […]