Category Poetry
I sent this poem and the one below to my own MP several days ago now. This MP is a Tory and belongs in the “2019 intake.” A member of the MP’s team contacted back just to check that I lived in her constituency and could thus expect her to “represent” me. I assured that person that I did and… continue reading
Mr. Johnson’s Competition
The UK Tory Party Conference is taking place in Manchester, as I write this. In the little poem above, written this morning after a very rainy night, I am thinking of various misleading and dishonest pronouncements made by Prime Minister Johnson in and around the conference. Perhaps the one that struck me hardest, was his statement delivered to the respected… continue reading
In Search of Good Faith
I have been carrying a little string of thoughts in my head for several weeks. They make a point I haven’t seen being made elsewhere and which might be worth adding to the mix. Maybe it would be of interest to someone passing, even throw some further light, however dim and peripheral, on what’s happening around us, or at least… continue reading