The Puerility of politics

A rare foray into politics – Driving to work yesterday I was musing on how how our collective political class have managed, so effectively, to trivialise such an important debate (the UK election).  The debate seems to focus largely now on...

The Ballad of Soggy Ground

The rain, it pours like cats and dogs; the ground begins to flood, As rivers swell, detritus marks the tidemark on the mud. The hallowed swathes of England’s turf with urban rubbish covered, And fields of winter wheat or spuds with dirty water smothered.  ...