What to wear to a wedding when you hate the bride and groom and other passive aggressive acts - by
Awful, just terrible, isn’t it dreadful, the feeling I get when I think about
you.
everyday life
Winter-Time - by
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,
A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;
Blinks but an hour or two; and then,
A blood-red orange, sets again.
exercise - by
Folded card work
Life - by
Handbound volume
Discharged - by
When the fighting days are over, And we’re finished with the fray,When they draft us back to Dover To be put on pension pay;You may think we’ll be in clover But remember this, my son,When the fighting days are over, Then our fight has just begun. It is hard, there’s no […]
Winter Twilight in West Lothian - by
The sun’s going down behind the great shale-heap
/ Over against the village; shadows creep
/ Shifting from door to door, and all the…
Bright - by
You’re building another Christmas for one, /decorating the present with sparkly / lights & glitter, a long line of cards…
Almorness - by
The tide is sidling up to Almorness, / unmet by those returned now north & west / away from here.
Breenge - by
This morning, as the 372 shoogled
/ through Carsethorn, hirpled
/ wabbit past the kirk and through
/ dreich smirr hoyed down from
/ droukit braes above,…
Listening to Bach’s B Minor Mass in the kitchen - by
Finally, I’m done with the phone calls and everything else
/ and when I switch on the radio it feels like lying…
The Forfar Bus - by
On the Forfar ‘bus in a morn of spring,
/ A nipping wind and the frost’s sharp sting;
/ And I can’t tell why,…
Watching Telly With You - by
We could go to Paris of course
/ but not so often. And it might not be quite
/ as cosy as…