A perfect bath, I ran the perfect bath, with the water left just shy of too hot so my skin coppered beneath the soft velvet of new-born… Read more “A PERFECT BATH”
Tag: Childhood
WAITING FOR DAD v2
AN UPDATED VERSION OF AN EARLIER POST When I was a boy my father was a Salesman driving all over the country. In those days, the roads… Read more “WAITING FOR DAD v2”
MY GHOST IS THERE STILL
Inspired after a conversation with Miriam at MY WINDOW thank you Miriam I loved the slight crunch of fallen needles underfoot, the seeping balsam… Read more “MY GHOST IS THERE STILL”
A TOWN CALLED GUISELEY
Nothing stays the same, change is inevitable and it’s usually futile to resist it. But memories remain constant. This is a re-post, with the odd tweak and… Read more “A TOWN CALLED GUISELEY”
PAPA v2
Grandpa Walker on his Wedding Day, a man I never knew yet had a huge influence on me. A man of great courage, kindness and compassion. He… Read more “PAPA v2”
IN A PARK IN SUMMER
I lay upon the summer park with it’s baize bedded on hard, heat forged earth. And though the clouds had rallied, still the heat and shine… Read more “IN A PARK IN SUMMER”
TO BLOW ONE’S OWN TRUMPET
To blow one’s own trumpet Most lad wants to do well for their parents to receive the praise bask in the glow of adulation of their… Read more “TO BLOW ONE’S OWN TRUMPET”
THE ELEPHANT TREES
This piece is about a local landmark. Hopefully self explanatory , I’ve included the song as it illustrates the point, the band being called ‘The Elephant Trees’… Read more “THE ELEPHANT TREES”
AN ORANGE AND WHITE BICYCLE
Just as told, it was a traditional 1930’s 3- speed everyday bike. Dad stripped it and soaked the gears/brakes in paraffin ( I think), spent hours getting… Read more “AN ORANGE AND WHITE BICYCLE”
STRANGERS WAVING
Strangers waving Mother often said “Wave at the train” as it rumbled on the Bradford track, two small strangers in pouring rain hoping other strangers… Read more “STRANGERS WAVING”
THE CUT
CUT – Slang for canal The Cut Racing down to the cut, a risky business at best, with nothing to stop the wet, not… Read more “THE CUT”
BOY ON A BEACH
Boy on a beach He did a little dance as he threw each pebble as far as he could then took the stance a tiny athlete… Read more “BOY ON A BEACH”
BLUEBELLS IN SPRING WOOD
Third piece concerning Spring Wood. The other two in the trilogy being ‘Sheba’s cottage’ and ‘Edge of Winter in Spring Wood’ . BLUEBELLS IN… Read more “BLUEBELLS IN SPRING WOOD”
MEADOW FLOWERS
Nature’s ability to create wonder and peace never fails me. MEADOW FLOWERS Coyly stood amongst the meadow grass, pastel Polka-dots on a canvas of green, like floral… Read more “MEADOW FLOWERS”
A CHILDHOOD REMEMBERED
A deeply personal piece, a contrast to ‘What manner of man’ I have been truly blessed . A CHILDHOOD REMEMBERED I feel it is something rather… Read more “A CHILDHOOD REMEMBERED”