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Mardale Green
In Lakeland fair a village stood By name of Mardale Green A quiet, idyllic, wondrous spot Bucolic, verdant, clean. The village dwellers worked the land And shepherded their beasts To make a living as they could From valley, west to east. But 1929 would see The end of this fair dream, The village was dismantled,…
A Canine Homage
A Canine Homage I love our dogs – no, really, we’d be lost without them; for I look out from my desk, and Fitz is lying on the floor. But Fitz employs his brain cell there as only he knows how He’s there, in pole position, should the postman visit now. Not only that; he’s…
St Pancreas
St. Pancreas[1] St Pancreas – my patron saint, For when I’m low, or feeling faint, ‘tis to St Pancreas I will turn With rueful prayers, and real concern This stalwart of the digestive tract Make enzymes: which (and here’s a fact) Break down the sugars, fats and starches While pizza through your system marches Not…
Middlemarch
I read because I think I should, Not always, then, for pleasure: It’s part of ‘being civilised’ To know such literary treasure. So I embarked on ‘Middlemarch’ (George Eliot’s famed depiction) Regarded as a great, if not THE greatest English fiction. My concentration span is not Remotely what it was, And so – an Audiobook…