Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen […]
Dream Football Dream Football is the harder game The grass is devilishly long And growing Fish appear in the trainer’s bucket Your mother has set upon a small shop On the halfway line You are obliged to play in your underpants. Allan Ahlberg (1937 – ) . Friday 1st March 2019 Thurlow Nunn Eastern Counties […]
