Were you there?

The Football Pitch that Dad Built (continued) . The goals we scored were okay, may even have been good, may occasionally have been brilliant but they were nothing compared to the goals they would have been with real nets. Following that path of the ball and seeing the net billow with the shot would always […]

  The Wind that Shakes the Barley   There’s music in my heart all day, I hear it late and early, It comes from fields are far away, The wind that shakes the barley.   Above the uplands drenched with dew The sky hangs soft and pearly, An emerald world is listening to The wind […]