Another crap poem

Another crap poem

Just returned from another week’s camping in Somerset. Great site as always – 1km across open countryside to Glastonbury Tor and the tent directly beneath a pair of ancient oaks. Ace weather, cider and scenery, plus a man dressed as Merlin up the Tor...
The Low Way

The Low Way

Since swapping blogs I’ve lost all my previous posts, which didn’t bother me at all as most of them were bollocks. But then I remembered something I had posted which I did want to retrieve; a couple of years ago, whilst living in Dublin, I wrote a poem...