Drawing sunsplashes through a wine glass and the onset of doggerel
He’s buried there in Whitefriar Street
and they are buried too,
all the matronly types I fell for…
My poem “Valentine” is published today in Staxtes magazine English Wednesdays.
I have a poem in The Stare’s Nest today. At the time I wrote it I used to go to Leeds quite frequently for work and usually, though not always, stayed in the Hilton hotel beside the station. Sometimes I stayed at the Holiday Inn. Oh those expense account days!