Poems by Lois

Short but rather nice!

My son has not inherited my love of poetry… I hope he will come to it one day and love it as I do… meanwhile, here is his favourite poem by Tennyson: The Eagle HE clasps the crag with crooked hands; Close to the sun in lonely lands, Ringed with the azure world, he stands. […]

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Bits and pieces by Lois

I love you Jackie Hannan!

I used to live in Oldham in the 1980’s and in various parts of the town was scrawled graffiti… there was graffiti everywhere, obviously, but here and there in red or blue were the words I LOVE YOU JACKIE HANNAN! I wonder who she was, Jackie Hannan? Did her admirer actually know her, or was […]

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