The March 2020 trip to Lundy was very windy, ffffht, but when is it not? Even on a still day at the beaches of north Devon, it is windy on Lundy. So when it’s windy on Lundy, it’s really windy – it’s like being in a viking battle, or worse. The wind claws at you […]
May 3, 2011
In this world of celebrity sugar, Where we get a spoon of measure. Too unwelcome and life size; I can find no pleasure. Not in the fatuous and vain And the increments of their incapacity To play the superficial game. But in the slain: The poor souls of this world Who shroud their grief and […]
March 21, 2011
There’s been a real spring-like feeling in the air, it’s gone flat (and the Magnolia are in bud) which is a sign that summer is just around the corner! Here’s a poem about how wonderful it is to be a surfer in summertime (which is our natural state I think). […]
March 3, 2011
Stuey Campbell pumps a sweet little frontside grab in front of Morte Stone Firstly, a big thanks you to everyone who bought a first edition copy of the book “The Essential Contentment of Futile Wanderings”. The news is that it is now SOLD OUT! Never fear, the second edition is now available and has been […]
February 9, 2011
Stuck in a deep hole I can’t carve your name In sand as dry as a desert. The hole has swallowed my sadness, And now I’m stuck. Half way up the beach, Waiting for the tide to return. And wash me out Of this dark and Overwhelmingly bleak place. Taking tiny pleasures From the stillness […]
February 1, 2011
Nice to have a chat yesterday with local photographer Rob Tibbles, he is doing a piece in the local paper about my new book and came round for a portrait. Lots of people call themselves photographers by Rob is one of the rare breed who actually makes some money out of the profession. He’s not […]
January 31, 2011
This is my new book of ‘lyrics’ which is published tomorrow (1st Feb). It’s more of a booklet really containing 24 pages with 8 new verses and 12 photos and is hand printed to give it a lovely glossy finish. The words (not too sure if you can call them poems) were the initial impetus […]
January 30, 2011
being there. Soft and warm the first thoughts of awareness Drift into consciousness with a background thump of A new hangover behind my eyes and in my dry throat. Your yielding body pushes against mine and, Your smell fills me with silent smiles. I keep my eyes closed for another minute Savouring the flavour of […]
April 1, 2020
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