And what’s to be said When dastardly Hell is done And the road once walked Has since been run   From the sea to the valley Oh may it be clear That the hike to the mountaintop Will e’er shed one’s fear


In Sussex the woods house a bearin Devon bookshops occupy my mindHis name is Pooh - with friendsin store and in the woodsEver mindful there is Christopherwho scampers between simple pleasureswell-mannered yet surrealIn the woods their kinship growslike a leaf upon a treeYet when walking stairsPooh drags his feetplodding as he goesWithout the woods or … Continue reading Christopher