Monday 26 January 2009

passed writings FROM 2007 you may of missed this one

village life [short story]

Look see the old lady as she walks the narrow path along the village street,
As the cars go rushing by , thirty miles an hour it reads on the sign
The wild life lays dead at the kerb side, proof that no-one reads the sign,
All her life she watched the village change, many friends have passed away
Her cottage down by the stream is falling into disrepair ,she has nowhere
Else to go, her husband lays in the churchyard here .
The planners came to see her, would you sell some land we like to build
A house or two next door to you , the plans she did see very nice they looked too
And the builders would do some repairs for you.

The deal was done the moneys in the bank , the builders move in.
On returning from the church, machinery is ripping the garden to shreds
She shouts and cries all at the same time but no-one hears above the noise
Flowerbeds and boundary fence the old apple tree comes crashing down,
With no concern for her distress, the builder explains that she sign all
This away I’ll show you the plans to her horror she reads twenty two
houses and all next door to me.

The dream cottage down by the stream is now for sale , the repairs were
not done well and her life became a living hell .
The new home owners did not care for village life as they race around
In fancy cars, the children show no respect for the anyone
And they just pass her by without a word as she lays in the churchyard.

Monday 19 January 2009

WILD and FREE AS ITS MEANT TO BE

A by chance shot as I return to work at lunch time ( sort's of makes the day)

Friday 2 January 2009

COSSIE TOE'S


JUST HAD TO POST THIS,
while away in our caravan last week [brr! very cold in Lincoinshire. At the farm where we
stayed , I came across the above scene, the sheep just stood still while the chickens took turn's
to sit on its back , there's nothing like real wool to warm your feet!!

Wednesday 24 December 2008

Hiding

So this is why,the female has less colour then the male

Monday 22 December 2008

Creeping about

HOPE HE KEEP'S HEAD DOWN WHEN THE SHOOTING STARTS

Monday 1 December 2008

summer treats

Thought I dig out some of those picture's I never blogged click on pic to enlarge

Monday 24 November 2008

Everybody comes to lunch.

PERFECT FLIGHT , BEAUTIFUL COLOURS , and likes my bread crust too..

The Old Git

The Old Git
The pigeon wild, not tame he seem to like me

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