Some years later. He pulls the peacoat collar up over his ears and, head down, takes heel to the bottom of the street. Folk still whisper as he passes, but less so these days. They grow old, they float away, they die. He lives with the memories of that night; the sky more white star … Continue reading The Lookout.
March 14th 2019. lunch boxes. Spanish Ian: nothing ("I'm still on Spanish time"). Raymond: uniced fruitcake, sweet, black tea. Malcolm: cranston sausage. Mike: coronation chicken sandwich, blueberry yoghurt, roses' country fudge. Nick: scotch egg, cranston sausage, stilton sandwich, tea.
Three sites, three bloggers that I'd like to recommend as my favourites for March. Please give them a view, a nod, a wink. https://ivors20.wordpress.com Ivor describes himself as an amateur poet from Geelong. And, by amateur, I understand him to mean in the true sense... Amateur: 18th cent., from French, from Italian amatore, from Latin … Continue reading Three Favourite Blogs For March!
lunch boxes: Raymond: Un-iced fruitcake, (sweetened black) tea. Malcolm: Pork & Turkey sandwich, tea. Mike: Chicken wrap, fruit pot yoghurt (raspberry), tea. Nick: Scotch egg, camembert & blueberry sandwich, tea.
Grid Reference NY8355. Allendale is around 34 mi (55 km) to the west of Newcastle. 11 mi (18 km) to the south of Hexham. 35 mi (56 km) to the east of Carlisle. Allendale refers to the "dale" or valley of the river Allen. Evidence of prehistoric settlement has been found on the surrounding moorland. In the 16th century this area, … Continue reading Five Miles of Allendale. (East)
Should you ever care to walk, or dare some length of Emperor Hadrian's Wall, it is advised, by Roman Legionnaires and other hardy souls in the know, to lay your best foot down way out in the west & march into the east. The wind, a constant howl across Northumbria, will be at your back and … Continue reading Witches Knickers.