12th November, 2017: Remember me, when this you see

  ***  Drummer Hodge They throw in Drummer Hodge, to rest Uncoffined — just as found: His landmark is a kopje-crest That breaks the veldt around: And foreign constellations west Each night above his mound.Young Hodge the drummer never knew — Fresh from his Wessex home — The meaning of the broad Karoo, The Bush, … Continue reading 12th November, 2017: Remember me, when this you see

10th November, 2017: Paddington Bear

“Things are always happening to me. I’m that sort of bear.” - Michael Bond, A Bear Called Paddington *** The morning began well because I scared the be-Jesus out of my sister. She entered my room tentatively in her freshly-ironed jeans and cashmere cream rollneck. Despite seeing the piles of junk absolutely everywhere in the … Continue reading 10th November, 2017: Paddington Bear