Last week I managed to walk six miles or so.
This Tuesday I walked three miles along the canal.
My God it was warm and how thirsty I was at the end!
I went straight to the pub for a pint, to rest and reflect.
One hour and fifteen minutes to walk three and a bit miles.
And here at the bar, by my side was a man in a wheelchair.
He had had both legs amputated below the knee.
Friday 26th May 2023 1:00 am
On a trip, away from the normal Normans,
Behind me, two noisy transport links.
The low rumble of a dual carriageway,
And the long, cutting swish of high speed trains.
Ahead, canals. Grand Union,
A railroad of a different kind.
No many in sight enjoying the late morning sights,
Those that are contemplating how things change.
On a bank, near a wood, along the canal.
Saturday 7th October 2017 5:22 pm
narrow boat purrs along country canal
shirring quiet water
rumples flotilla of ducks and black coots
barely missing lazy feet
washes a moor hen into wet roots
wink of red unmistakable
and the reeds whisper
bending trees sough above the bow
that sighs through purling water
swallows swoop and soar
scything the sky
Thursday 2nd August 2012 4:54 pm
Monday 23rd July 2012 8:21 pm