Do you remember the big bands?
Do you remember when the big –bands used to play the dance halls every Saturday night? Bands with trumpets and saxaphones and a pretty...
Snarled Up In Swindon
Traffic everywhere is getting worse and especially at Christmas. Below is a poem about how bad traffic in Swindon at Christmas is. "Come...
My father doesn't know its Christmas (poem)
A poem about how dimentia effects families and loved ones and in memory of Ron Ellis. My father doesn't know it's Christmas, though he...