RIP Paul Durcan.

This was the first poem I read by him, and it absolutely broke me.

Nesting blackbird (in honeysuckle), Churchill, Oxfordshire.

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STOP what you are doing, find some headphones or a secluded location, and watch this. I am crying with laughter and admiration at an idea seen through to its (nearly) bitter end. www.youtube.com/watch?v=cD3Q... Sound--as they say--on.

Good night 😘

Willow tree reflections, the other morning on a flooded Somerset Levels, just outside Glastonbury

If you cannot enjoy Last Christmas, St George of Michael's Christmas gift to us all, then I feel bad for you. Repent and allow Wham into your lives.

Phantom of the Opurra

healing images of Lee Marvin in a field of flowers

Everyone knows a bloke like this.

Too delighted he has been actually given a gig to realise he is ,in turn, giving everyone the fear.

Got a couple of patch cables so is a scientist.

Making the kids cry, so is an artist.

My kind of local crackpot.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGAn...

You've got big dreams. You want fame. Well, fame costs. And right here is where you start paying: in fish.

Clive James, not terribly impressed with what Lindsay Anderson did with an Alan Bennett piece, comes up with this line about a sense of humour. It's just made me catch my breath slightly.