Pippa’s Song The year’s at the spring, And day’s at the morn, Morning’s at seven, The hillside’s dew-pearl’d, The lark’s on the wing, The snail’s on the thorn, God’s in His heaven – All’s right with the world. Robert Browning (1812-1889) . Saturday 1st April 2023 Southern Combination Premier Division Steyning Town 1 Jack Barnes […]
Dream Football Dream Football is the harder game The grass is devilishly long And growing Fish appear in the trainers bucket Your mother has set up a small shop On the halfway line You are obliged to play in your underpants. by Allan Ahlberg (1937 – ) . . . Saturday 2nd December 2017 JD […]
Late again what do we do? Traffic held up another long queue glance at your watch nerves uptight engine getting hot flashing a red light. Cars moving slowly legs stiff and sore radio blaring loudly vibes hit the floor Clutch up clutch down brakes always used shouting and screaming people being abused. . . . […]
