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Monthly Archives: November 2014
The poem about my grandma, knitting and Countdown
OK. So I just looked for my poem about my grandma and I have found loads of poetry that no one has ever read. Lots. And I’m not sure any of it is going to see the light of day … Continue reading
A picture of Dora, my great grandma, with two children. And confirmation great grandad was a Seaforth Highlander – and a tunneller
So here we have a picture of Dora, with the two girls she had before the war. Her husband, Joseph, died at the age of 42 of lung cancer and rheumatoid arthritis leaving his wife and eight children in Clay … Continue reading
Remember – another poem written at a workshop about #WW1 #amwriting
I’m trying to forget the fear, the mud, the stench of bodies Blown away from themselves. The barbed wire scratching at my soul. Shuffling towards death, one by one in dirty uniforms Those hollowed out eyes reflecting back from … Continue reading
Remember… A poem about Dora written in Clay Cross #WW1 #LestWeForget
This was written in a workshop with Emma Pass at Clay Cross – our last session. It had been brewing for a while, though I’m not sure I yet have all my facts. ‘Remember’ was our warm-up word and we … Continue reading
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Tagged destitution, happy endings, poverty, shoe repair, the Welfare State, WW1
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Chairman Simon Jenkins’ farewell speech at the Trust’s AGM
Having being involved in many battles to save out green lungs, I totally embrace what is said at the end of this speech. Well said that man. And I do feel you have done marvels with NT properties. My son … Continue reading
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The sayings of Dora, my great nan, widow of a #Seaforthhighlander #wewillrememberthem wonder if any of these come from the trenches #WW1
This a quick post, as I need to get ready for the Remembrance Day parade in Codnor, where we remember the first soldier in the village to die in WW1. You can find out more about the soldiers that died in … Continue reading
Another found poem – from 2003 – The Allotment #poetry #amwriting #olderpeople
I have just found this on my computer and I like it. I’m not terribly confident with my poetry, but I like elements of it. The Allotment It reeks of weed killer and tweed. There is no shed, and yet … Continue reading
Make Sure You Have One – a short story
I have blogged this before, but I have just noticed a glaring error on my introduction so I am blogging it again! International copyright remains with the individual author, ie Becky Deans and any similarities to any people or organisations … Continue reading
Posted in prose, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged cars, relationships; Nottingham; rotten relationships
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Chapter One of Simon Says: Perfect Prison
Simon says Chapter 1: Perfect Prison Who knows how she got to that moment? Banging on the kitchen door, demanding to be let out. She was cooking a pasta bake, pasta steaming away, needed a tissue, and she … Continue reading
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