Monthly Archives: May 2011

There was a man He was making a Tarmac path He told me to go past him, he called me sweetheart, like this – ‘ere you come sweetheart’ and he made room beside him and his wheelbarrow for me to … Continue reading →

I’m not one to have heroes but I have two 1, I would not like to meet – he sweats too much 2, I can’t meet, she is dead – I watched her film, but she was too skinny for … Continue reading →