I confess that there are times when I am called upon to assist friends in tasks that really don’t require a poet. Such is life. Still one girds one’s loins and gets on with the task in hand. Such was the case when Lancet Foredecks asked if I would assist him with his scheme to … More Mud
There is an interesting phenomena that I have observed over the years. It is the inability of mothers (mainly) to accept that their offspring have grown up. It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a man, whatever his age, is still aged about eleven in the eyes of his mother. If he has married, this … More Getting round to it
I suspect it may be just ‘one of those things.’ The average lady is slightly shorter than the average gentleman. This slight difference is far more important than one might otherwise think as with it comes a shift in perspective. So for example I will leave something in a sensible place, at eye level where … More When you cannot quite reach
It has to be said that normally a story with this title would be illustrated by pictures of young ladies of remarkable pulchritude and comparatively little clothing. Indeed, forgive me my cynicism, but I have noticed that the number of people reading seems to increase in inverse proportion to the amount of clothing worn by … More The Primrose Path
Tallis Steelyard 