Tag Archives: Poetry

The poet-tramp-novelist and the dragonfly

Posted on July 29, 2014 by memoirsofahusk

No time to stand and stare. You know the quote, don’t you? Or do you? ‘What is this life if, full of care/ we have not time to stand and stare?’ [A classic example of the importance of commas, btw, … Continue reading →

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‘How f—ing useful is that exactly?’ (part of quote from graffiti artist Banksy)

Posted on July 3, 2014 by memoirsofahusk

Banksy wasn’t coy, he used the whole f-word, but I won’t: ‘The key to good graffiti is economy. A simple splash of paint in the right place at the right time is all it takes. An old lady with a … Continue reading →

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Two dog night, no dog morning

Posted on April 24, 2013 by memoirsofahusk

Saturday. Under clear blue skies we set sail for Manchester.  (I lie. We drive.) The hotel’s grand. Victoriana at its best. Come six o-clock we head out, past the old town hall, accessorised for fun with helter-skelter, big wheel and … Continue reading →

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