Iceland

I wrote this poem as a spoken word piece, in response to this coronavirus pandemic, through the eyes of an elderly person who has lived through world war two. Five hundred quid Worked all my life for five hundred quid Ooo, these Tena ladies are on offer Worked my hands to the bone and myContinue reading “Iceland”

Medal of Honour

My grandfather, who was 92 when he died, 9 years ago, was a very brave man. One day, he was walking through the centre of Hull when he saw a gang of lads attacking a guy with learning disabilities. With no hesitation, he waded in, pinned the ringleader to the ground, the other lads ranContinue reading “Medal of Honour”

Butlins

It’s holiday time, we’re going to Butlins Only fifteen sleeps ‘til our only break From this grimy, shitty council estate This holiday made of fine gold plate It’s going to be great, it’s a break from depressing It’s going to be bloody great! Two little girls in the dodgy hood Council kids but our mannersContinue reading “Butlins”