Notes on overnight walk around Salisbury Plain

On the night of September 26/27 my friend John Clark and I walked 30 miles to raise money for two refugee charities. More information on the walk, including a radio interview I did with BBC Wiltshire radio, can be found here: https://fundrazr.com/campaigns/212hR4/ab/b59ZP4 These are my notes of the experience: John and I leave by the garden […]

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Easter iv

After communion, the little congregation scattered to roasting tins and claret we climb the church tower, one father and his two sons, stone steps screwing us heavenwards, the tower stinking of winter, its four bells hanging in a bat chamber like green bombs, their detonators fouled with bad years. Upwards! The screw tightens us up […]

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The Brigadier

After we shot the gorse through the guns stopped to drink flask coffee. They were soldiers, wives, camp followers, and I stood apart, a civilian listening to their talk. I won’t shoot hare now, they’re too beautiful. Better the gypsies don’t get ‘em. Ah – marmalade cake! Have you seen the forecast? There’s nothing left. A […]

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