Remember when the Likely Lads Wanted to avoid the final score? Well, this was the exact opposite: A twenty first century digital version Where we expect constant updates and news. But don’t get them. For alas! There is no signal at all At twelfth century Llanthony Priory; And just a fleeting momentary contact High up […]

In Perpetua Mobile? Strange paradox Immobile moves

It came upon a midnight clear,  That glorious song of old,  When angels bent down to the earth,  And changed machine guns into harps,   And turned leaden bullets into golden carols  That drifted across no man’s land.  And choirs of soldiers joined the angels  In a cease-fire of exultation,  While all the bloodied uniformed […]

It was the perfect present, Charles Buchan’s Football Monthly Annual, A book that took me instantly back To a brown linoleum floor And a hot fire cold room winter, Studying a dog eared package Of 5 year old football monthlies, A clear-out from my brother’s mate, Paddy, – Which meant that my very first football […]

You called on Christmas Eve afternoon, Carrying an unwrapped parcel, A gift brought from memory lane: David Dangerfield’s dad’s football boots, Slightly battered but proud and dubbined, Though still smeared with 60 year old mud. Brown, big toe caps, heavy size 8s, Placed on the Christmas hearth to warm, Like two twin ships in dry […]