The Beast from the East

For days we were warned of the beast that was on the way here from the east: temperatures would be very low and we’d all be buried in snow. Schools were all closed, homes shut up tight, most of Cornwall was dressed in white. Here, a freezing gale was blowing but...

Under the weather

I’m under the weather, can’t get it together I can’t collect my thought. because I’m out of sorts. My nose is runny, my legs feel funny, feet are freeezing, can’t stop sneezing. My rotten head ache is keeping me awake, my joints all feel...

On the M25

On the M twenty five I’m tearing out my hair. I’m having to sit here We are going nowhere, waiting for it to clear. On the M twenty five sat under the gantry, slowly shuffling forward. It says to do thirty How can we? Are they mad? On the M twenty five...

Politicians – Clerihew Poems

Prime Minister Cameronwon the general electionso we’ve got ourselves to blamethat we’ll get more of the same.Poor Lib Dem Nick Cleggwas left with lots of eggon his coalition face,but he departed with grace.Family Milliband’s Edwished he’d been...

Miss Irons

When I was at secondary school, our history teacher was Miss Irons, we called her “Tinny”. I think she knew, but in hindsight I don’t think she really minded. I thought I caught a chink of a twinkle in her eyes when, at prize-giving, the senior girl...