Saturday Ritual It’s just a Saturday ritual my dear;So have no fearAnd let’s be clear,I’m not gallivanting,I’ve no bird in tow,Think of it moreLike I’m off to a show;I’ll be back before you know. And yes the pub is also partOf the ritual we must trek,But please take heartAs I never really notice,The barmaids so […]
Who Kicked Cock Robin . Not I said the owl Gazing down sleepy eyed I’m not that kind of fowl And we’re on the same side . Not I said the bee Buzzing back to his hive Cock Robin kicked me And then took a dive. . Not I said the grub My excuse is […]
Our Teacher’s A Football Fanatic . Our teacher’s a football fanatic. It’s all that he has on his mind. He listens to games on his headphones, and frets when his team is behind. . He jumps up and down with they’re winning. He screams when they fumble a pass. We know we’re supposed to be […]
In honour of my first visit to Larkhall Athletic, and in remembrance of fallen soldiers from The Great War, I re-produce this poem was which part of the official programme for their match against AFC Totton (see below). The Lark From Wrath-red dawn to wrath-red dawn The guns have brayed without abate; And now the […]
The Assyrian came down like a wolf on the fold And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee (From “The Destruction of Sennacherib” by Lord Byron 1815) Monday 3rd October 2016 […]
