Symphony in Yellow An omnibus across the bridge Crawls like a yellow butterfly, And here and there a passer-by Shows like a little restless midge. . The barges full of yellow hay Are moored against the shadowy wharf, And, like a yellow silken scarf, The thick fog hangs along the quay. . The yellow leaves […]
To Autumn Season of Mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit that round the thatched-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd and plump the hazel […]
Soccer . When I hear the whistle It’s like a cannon Giving the signal for the game to start A war between warriors With a victory on their mind With the aim of bypassing the keeper, Getting the ball inside the goal The ball touching the net Setting off the crowd Hearing the screams From […]
The fans in the stand are silent You could hear the fall of a pin For the fabulous game just ended And the tale that’s about to begin. . From “The Goals of Billy Boot” by Allan Ahlberg (1937 – ) Saturday 3rd December 2016 Ryman Isthmian League Division 1 North Brightlingsea Regent 3 […]
Between The Hops It is tiring stuff watching eleven matches in four days! Enjoyable but tiring! The appetite is whetted, however, rather than sated and after a late night back on Bank Holiday Monday, I was off yet again on my travels on Tuesday evening to ……. Roker Park! No, not that Roker Park, […]
