Month: September 2012

A silly mistake…

A silly mistake led me back to this poem which I haven’t read since I was much much younger: Mushrooms Overnight, very Whitely, discreetly, Very quietly Our toes, our noses Take hold on the loam, Acquire the air. Nobody sees us, Stops us, betrays us; The small grains make room. Soft fists insist on Heaving […]



This extremely fancy and very old grill, measuring about 40cm by 60cm, maybe slightly smaller, is set into a very old wall in Bridgwater, just near the River Parrett. I’ve no idea what the building might have been; the grill looks as if it was put there for ventilation rather as a secure window so maybe this was an old warehouse […]