Tuesday, 30 June 2009

Till He Come

Names of the dead
softly spoken aloud.
A remembrance, of sorts.

Sunday, 28 June 2009

Novel Racer's Meeting

A meeting
in the corner of a pub.
A dozen square pegs.

Saturday, 27 June 2009

Lawnmower Tracks

A pair of tracks
around the cemetery edge.
Lawnmower race?

Friday, 26 June 2009

Friday Bench

In memory
Susan Patricia Charlesworth;
a dear lady

Thursday, 25 June 2009

Afternoon Appointment

Mound of soil
an open grave yawns
Afternoon appointment

Wednesday, 24 June 2009


Hmm. Now cheaper than I can buy it direct from the publisher with author's discount.
An Ungodly Child

Wetlands Field

damp grass
wet bum
impatient dogs

Tuesday, 23 June 2009

Midsummer Day

After Sunrise
looking to the woods
distant chants

Monday, 22 June 2009

Mug Monday

I'm joining Crafty Green Poet with her post of 'Mug Monday'

Here's one of the shelves in the kitchen: My mugs are top left (the cover of my book, a gift from a partner), middle right (a tea bowl for Japanese tea), bottom shelf (left: a cat I found in an Oxfam shop, middle, an antique stoneware tea bowl and right, a procelain mug with poppy (two for £3 at Morrison's).

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Rotting Logs

Welcome respite
a place to sit
amongst the rubbish

Sunday, 21 June 2009

Summer Solstice

Solstice Blessings
The turn of the wheel
at midsummer

Saturday, 20 June 2009

Saving Salt

You may have seen this campaign already. But if you've not already bought 'just one book', then please do consider doing it now. The 'just one book' campaign has raised £24,000 already - but to survive they need to raise a further £31,000.

That's quite a lot of books.

To help, Salt are offering a third off all books until the end of June.

There is now a huge 33% off ALL books in our stores till 30th June. Use the coupon code G3SRT453 when in the checkout to benefit.

I've just bought "Unexpected Weather" by Abi Curtis.

In Six Words

After searching long, I am content.

Luisa's Barbeque

Happy days
Luisa cooking meat
feeding extended family

Thursday, 18 June 2009

Another Friday Bench

Secluded corner
with a pleasing view -
neglected graves

Cleethorpes Pier

Under the pier,
skies fragmented.
Pigeons in nets

Wednesday, 17 June 2009

And fades into the past

Remember these sheds on Bramshill Rise?

I remarked how delighted I was to see them, and how beautiful I thought them.

Now they are being dismantled. The council have paid a vast sum for ‘professional dismantlers’ (three blokes and a transit van) who are very sensibly wearing coveralls and masks to remove the asbestos, but stand to make a tidy profit on the steel structures beneath.

You should have seen how cross the chap on the roof (obviously the gaffer) became when I took the photograph. You can’t tell who they are, and their van was unmarked, but it’s a good indication they were up to no good.

Bless ‘em.


Rain patters down
as fast as the shutters
on the fairground rides.

Tuesday, 16 June 2009


Sun behind clouds;
still a golden hue.

Monday, 15 June 2009


Flashing lights,
pink elephant promises.
Play 'till you win.

Saturday, 13 June 2009

My Favourite Plate

Crafty Green Poet posted a picture of her favourite plate yesterday, so I thought I would, too. Regular readers will recall me acquiring this plate last September, when I found it on the waste ground I refer to as the 'Wetlands Field'. I suspect someone in one of the adjoining houses had used it as a frisbee. It's a 7" plate that I've photographed befoe with ink cap mushrooms on.

With dinner in hand

I search the market

for the perfect plate

Laburnum II

Golden rain
the yellow flowers
of laburnum

Friday, 12 June 2009

dot Convoluted

A Biblical mark
of the damned and flesh-welders
who laid out the vellum and opened the holes.
The trumpeting bark
of your sapient elders
devouring by hand all the moribund souls.
The onion eaters,
the trainers of fleas;
Remember the grave-bound you sent to the mist
The carpet-clad beaters
who do as they please --
ideas convoluted and thoughts often missed.

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Friday Bench

Again inspired by Gerald England, another bench, this time in Queen's Park, Chesterfield

Tea in the park.
Milk jug shared between three.
Daisies in the grass.

Thursday, 11 June 2009

Hot Cemetery

Hot sun on my back
in the cemetery
birds sing and trees fall

Wednesday, 10 June 2009

Dogs and Me

Top: Trickster
Bottom: Jack and I going grey together

Tuesday, 9 June 2009

Wetlands Buttercups

struggle to flower and seed.
Thin soil is parched.

Monday, 8 June 2009

Resplendent in mauve

resplendent in mauve
and scurrying dogs

Sunday, 7 June 2009

Hot Day, Hot Tea

Hot day, hot tea
cool in the dappled shade
of an apple tree

Saturday, 6 June 2009

Fields of Daisies

Old gold at my feet
and purple in the distance.
Fields of daisies

Friday, 5 June 2009

Undedicated Bench

In honour of Gerald England and his Ackworth Born blog, here's a Friday Bench, taken this morning.

An open sided bench
one side facing the graves
the other,
the distant trees and houses.

I am left to wonder
which way a person sits
To remember the dead
or reflect upon life?

Thursday, 4 June 2009


Mauve rhododendron
bright under the rain
pigeons take shelter

Wednesday, 3 June 2009

My tea has steeped too long

I poured scalding water
and took the washing upstairs
then stood for a moment
looking out of the bedroom window.
A boy runs across the grass.
Outside the opposite house a woman sits in a car
smoking a cigarettes with the driver’s side window half open.
A woman pushes a child’s chair, talking on a mobile.
Next door a crisp packet blows across a daisy-speckled lawn.

On the stairs I linger,
tracing a finger across paintings.
This canal scene brings my sister to mind.
I bought it for her but kept it, and think of her more often because of it
in the way a photograph becomes invisible.
One beach scene reminds me of Borth, another of Devon
and a series of lithographs of the time
I was a professional artist.

At the bottom of the stairs I compose a poem,
but my voice falters when I video the scene
and I forget the pretty phrases
that flowed so well in my head.

And in the kitchen
my tea has steeped too long.

Walton Dam Field

Blood, Sweat and Tea

Blood, Sweat and Tea, by Tom Reynolds

A beautifully written insight into the stresses, strains and successes of working for the London Ambulance service. Is there anyone who hasn't wondered about the state of the occupant of an ambulance, screaming along with its sirens on and blue lights flashing? Have you? And have you wondered about the other people inside the ambulance, maybe fighting to save the patient's life? Or have you considered that the ambulance may be another 'maternataxi' ordered by a woman who can't be bothered to book a real cab and who then complains she can't smoke on the way to hospital? And that the medical technician inside might just be desperate to get back home from a busy shift, to have a cup of tea and catch up with his blog? Meet Tom Reynolds. Tom is an Emergency Medical Technician who works for the London Ambulance Service in East London. He has kept a blog of his daily working life since 2003 and his award-winning writing is, by turn, moving, cynical, funny, heart-rending and compassionate. It is never less than compelling. From the tragic to the hilarious, from the heartwarming to the terrifying, the stories Tom tells give a fascinating - and at times alarming - picture of life in inner-city Britain, and the people who are paid to mop up after it.

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More Blood, More Sweat and Another Cup of Tea

The sequel to the bestselling memoir Blood, Sweat & Tea. Tom Reynolds is an ambulance worker. On any given day he can be attacked by strangers, sworn at by motorists, puked on, covered in blood and other much more unpleasant substances. He could help to deliver a baby in the morning and witness the last moments of a dying man in the afternoon. He deals with road accidents, knife attacks, domestic violence, drug overdoses, neglect and suffering. And you think you're having a bad day at work? Tom blogs about his experiences at the end of each shift. His Random Acts of Reality website has a huge following with over 30,000 visitors every day. He is an internet legend and a remarkable writer. His first book, Blood, Sweat & Tea came out of nowhere to be a surprise bestseller in 2006. Readers were stunned by the stories he had to tell and impressed by the sheer quality of his writing. Critics who sneer at blogs-to-books have never read this one. More Blood, More Sweat and Another Cup of Tea charts the past two years of Tom's life as an ambulance worker. He is tired, he is frustrated and he is more pissed off than ever but he still manages to capture the more moving, heartwarming and inspirational moments alongside the chaos.

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