Democracy or Mob Rule?
It is almost 50 years to the day since I voted in the general election called by Edward Heath. He thought democracy was under threat from trade union power and…
Instead of taking umbrage I take up my pen
It is almost 50 years to the day since I voted in the general election called by Edward Heath. He thought democracy was under threat from trade union power and…
A poem for the longest night of the year, a year in which darkness seems to have fallen on so many, in the forgotten war Sudan and the oh so…
Polaris by Simon Armitage Police are hunting high and low for the thief who nicked the winter snow. Who got their mitts on those glittery days? The Arctic fox, the…
Well, it is that time of year again. So welcome to the Stanton Family Christmas Newsletter. Matthew continues to work as a skipper on the Coniston steam gondola for the…
Image by Maitane Azurmendi: Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 4.0 International Hibu Abu Nada (1991-2023) was killed along with her son in Gaza by an Israeli airstrike on 20th October 2023.…
Many years ago I met two heroes of the American Civil rights Movement, Herb Shapiro and Judy Shapiro. only they never told me! Herb is dead now but I would…
Cancer, creativity and a family finding itself as it transitions from grief to joy. Sounds like a mini series. But it's real.
A journey through the native trees of Britain, the facts, the fiction and the dreams.
A poem for Twelfth Night inspired by The Twelve Days of Christmas and the bird life on Ormsgill Reservoir - or the Rezza as we know it in Barrow-in-Furness.
A poem for Christmas written in my new notebook with my new pen.