What was it you wanted to leave?

And, equal but opposite, what was it I wanted to stay in? A few days after my gentle poem, urging everyone to vote and suggesting staying in Europe might be the best option, our world here in Britain and Northern Ireland has changed. And I don’t want to add too many words to the mountain […]

On An Ordinary Day

On an ordinary day On my way to vote, In my ordinary place On my way to vote, Through ordinary streets On my way to vote, With trees at the end On my way to vote, Crossing ordinary roads On my way to vote, Into ordinary parks On my way to vote, Full of ordinary […]