by Roger McGough You must remember this To fall in love in Casablanca To be the champion of Morocco. The size of tuppence Photographs show Uncle Bill holding silver cups Wearing sepia silks and a George Formby grin. Dominique Had silent film star looks. With brown eyes Black hair and lips full to the brim,Continue reading “Casablanca”
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The prodigal’s return after playing ‘poo sticks’ with a new prickly pal
Gone (for a while) but hopefully not forgotten. Unlike the Prodigal Son I have not frittered away my time or money, I have just been taking a break from cerebral activity and spending more time on manual work in the garden. I’ve also been making friends with a rather prickly chap who began to makeContinue reading “The prodigal’s return after playing ‘poo sticks’ with a new prickly pal”
Robin's Nest 