Tag: blank verse

12 June 2015

Many years ago, we were lucky enough to loan a dapple grey Welsh gelding called Ollie, who was a real sweetie. One summer’s night, we took my Mum and Dad for a walk to our field to see him, and I still remember vividly what a wonderful experience…

26 September 1996

Indian summer weather has gone at last – no more warm blue afternoon skies and still, dewy mornings. Suddenly the sky is full of flying grey tatters of cloud; and rooks are practising their synchronised wheeling, like stray tea-leaves swirling in a rinsed teapot. A cool damp wind…