: About Me

Living in Penzance, which is a historic Cornish coastal town, in the far SW of the UK.

Separated with 4 grown up children. We did have a fifth child, but sadly he took his own life two years ago, at the age of 23, and is greatly missed.

Part time worker in a bank, and also running a small vintage postcard and photo sales business.

Keen landscape photographer, and all day walker, living in a great place, for following these interests.

My passion is ...

my family.

I know too much about ...

things that I would rather not. Sadly events have taken me to 'places' I never in a million years expected to visit.

My parents always told me ...

to eat my greens, and clean my teeth. If only life were so simple.

My childhood ambition ...

to finish school.

My favorite memory ...

4 gb compact flash.

Why I write ...

cheaper than a counseller.

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

motown, and soul stuff. I don't read fiction, but read a lot a true life accounts and history.

My first job ...

chief wee 'wiper up' in a large toy store.

My best moment ...

jury is out on this one.

My inspiration ...

sometimes a place, piece of news, or similar, will nudge the soul.

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Death of a loved one

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A DEATH IN A SEASIDE TOWN We celebrated our summer, as it crossed into the fall, One that made me wonder, if winter would come at all, But in that fateful stroke, it was over in a day, Deserted now the battered prom, under sky of violent grey. And wicked blows the wind, from a sea of tragedy, Her wretched spray of melancholy, washing over me, Golden sands on which we played, gone for evermore, And left I am to wander, a lonely jetsam shore. So smother me, cover me, I just want to hide. Morning mist my cloak, so they won't see me cry. Damp be the haze, but I welcome this pale shroud, A shaw...

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