Monthly Archives: July 2017

My Favourite Toy

My mum brought me a toy every time she went shopping. I waited patiently at home until I heard the car on the driveway, the key in the door. I had learnt quickly enough to keep out of her way, … Continue reading

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The man behind the mystery that was Big Bill Broonzy

I was in 81 Renshaw Street recently with a friend, leafing through the LP’s, when I chanced upon one that really jumped out at me: Black Brown and White by Big Bill Broonzy. As I tried to explain its significance, … Continue reading

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Rain Blow

  Red The colour of her lips Purple The colour when they bruise Green The colour of his envy Every time she’ll lose   Yellow The colour of a coward Black The colour of his blows Blue The colour of … Continue reading

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Motor Neurone Disease – A Personal Reflection

Some of you know that this time last year I lost my Dad to a rare form of Motor Neurone Disease (MND). Well, people get old, he was 78, and there is an inevitability about death from the moment we’re … Continue reading

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