rule britannia, britannia rules the waves
So, it was Last Night of the Proms this evening. This is a night of classical music that is put on at the Royal Albert Hall in London.
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One year on from the day she left us – deep down we all feel as though she was our nana
She was tired on Thursday afternoon,
And she knew that soon she’d have to leave,
So she packed a handbag with her favourite things:
Some dog treats for the corgis and
A pair of gloves for royal waves to loving crowds,
And don’t forget the sandwich spread with marmalade
We learnt she loved a few months back in June.
She slipped her hat upon her head,
A pair of shiny shoes on feet and off she marched
Up and up on marble steps that led straight to
The clouds and gates where one man waits,
A smile upon his face, and hand outstretched;
‘Welcome Lilibet, my love,’ he whispers in her ear.
‘Now we’ll never be apart – we’ll be very happy here.’
oh the beautiful words
I was listening to an audiobook the other day and the lady said the word patina. It was a word I don’t hear very often and for some reason
Read More...the cone of shame
My cat keeps getting into fights and he has also started weeing on my stuff. The urinating has been the final straw, and now I think it’s time
Read More...the ghost pier
The ghosts and ghouls swish through struts
Made of metal rusted with the homely age
Of Whitby wind and sea salt sting,
A million memories from the days of sailing ships
And ladies, promenading with parasols
Long gone, but apparitions still remain
Underneath the angry, rolling clouds.
the dodgy politician
He has a mask, a smile unnatural
In the way it fails to crack despite attacks,
He waves, but he seems so dead
Behind the eyes, like he’s realised
The mistakes he’s made but can’t admit.
I imagine a team of people in the background
Cringing as he stands for photos, trying
To make it look like he’s down with the kids,
Like he knows what it’s like to be one of us,
And not the son of a billionnaire.
travelling by train
I’m going up to Lancashire next week and I’ve booked to go by train. It’s a four hour journey so I plan to listen to some audiobooks and maybe
Read More...buttered toast
I sometimes just like to pick something mundane and write about it. It really helps to get the creative juices flowing to let your eyes land on
Read More...the museum collections
I love going to museums when they have weird and wonderful exhibits on, the more strange the better as far as I’m concerned.
Read More...walking in their footsteps
I took a day trip to Winchester today, and we did a lot of the touristy things like walk around the cathedral and go into the Great Hall.
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