A room of one’s own
When Virginia Woolf wrote A Room of One’s Own she was speaking of women’s emancipation from men, and she was speaking of a physical room, but nowadays it is both…
Mugwort’s Hallowe’en Party
Mugwort the cat was by the window, Gazing out into the Hallowe’en night. The sun had gone down almost two hours ago, Now there was only moonlight. Apart from all…
The Last Day.
(Based on an Indian Folktale) Many years ago and far away There lay a man on his very last day. Doctors came and Doctors went All saying that his life…
Live and Let Ski
Major Lars McCourt, E.A.R.S. astronaut Had spent the morning at the gym Then his holophone started bleeping And his no-nonsense boss spoke to him. ‘I hope you’re not busy McCourt,’…
The Cats on our Street
You should see the cats who live on our street,They’re fierce and sleepy, they’re aloof and sweet. Sparky ruled the road with an iron paw,Patrolling his territory til his pads…
Dear The Government
Of all the things to criminalise, And cover up with countless lies, You chose cannabis and made up stories, But that’s typical of you – you’re Tories. It would have…
Dockers: remembering a way of life.
Father and Son, my post on my family’s socialist tradition referred to my time as a docker. I worked as a registered dockworker on Grimsby and Immingham Docks from 1973…
Our Service Becomes Our Lives
The bell has been rung, We are at the last. Freedom lost, we are soon to be a symbol of the past, Before there was a serpent in our halls.…
How Many Tories Does It Take To Change A Lightbulb?
The pace is already starting to show – I’m struggling to keep motivated and finding it difficult not to repeat myself – there’s only so many times you can just…