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Hash: Peterborough Arms at Dauntsey Lock

Hash: Peterborough Arms at Dauntsey Lock

So who was the hare in all this? Was it the elder, Colin, whose last hash as hare had us run over 9 miles and finish through a slurry pit, including walkers, including Kathy for crying out loud? Or was it the lovely smiley, Elena, daughter of Colin of Chiseldon and grand-daughter of the driver…

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Memory

Memory

I read at a Swindon Alzheimers Society event recently. I’ll admit to some concern about my choice of poems beforehand. I need not have worried. The audience was delightful and we had great fun. I’ll be a big 70 on my birthday in April. I suppose the conflation of the two events set me on…

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Make Time for Tea

Make Time for Tea

These past few years I’ve been at the launch of Ovarian Cancer Month, which is March. It’s harrowing listening to women affected by the disease talk about their journey and the chances of survival. Only 35% have a predicted survival rate as the disease is hard to detect early. Every year I listen to a…

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Hash: Freke Arms at Hannington

Hash: Freke Arms at Hannington

It’s so easy being the scribe on a Hash Mag when David Burley is the hare. The first half writes itself. All I had to do was make notes while he briefed us before we set out. You might want to skip forward here as the “setting-out” bit will be far down the page. David…

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Hello Young Lovers!

Hello Young Lovers!

It’s St. Valentine’s Day on 14th February, the one day that poetry should have a place in our lives. Give a poem to your loved one. I’ve never known anyone to refuse a poem. It’s a keepsake for life. It’s also a good moment for the poet in all of us to connect with our…

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Builders, Listen Up!!

Builders, Listen Up!!

I’ve had lots of feedback from last month’s article about Carl Lewis and his poem “Builders in Winter.” Carl has been redrafting the poem and is ready to go public. We have a date. On Monday 28 January we have Open Mic at The Castle Inn in Old Town at 7:30pm. Carl will be dragged,…

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Hash from South Cerney

Hash from South Cerney

This was a hell of a mixed-up Hash. First of all it rained, which it’s never supposed to do on a Hash. Albeit, it stopped soon after we started running and started again just as the fast runners were changing out of their wet clothes. That should have been enough to tick the box about…

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100 Armistice Day

100 Armistice Day

My grandfather’s older brother, Christy, served in the Great War. His eyes and lungs were destroyed by gas in the trenches. My memory is his thick glasses like the bottom of milk bottles and a hacking cough that disgusted us kids. He joined in 1914 because Lloyd George promised Home Rule after the war if…

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