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ADRIFT - a poem

We built a boat, my sweetheart and I, And set off into the deep, blue sea. It won't be easy, my mother cried, And nor did we expect it to...

The Miners' Strike

My Dad was a miner in and around the Strike of 1984. A pretty monumental piece of British history, and my Dad was involved…although I was...

A small Tribute to the NHS

As my Dad lay dying, I desperately wanted him to wake up, just for a moment, so he could listen to the woman in the next bed. She had...

Barnsley in my veins

My Dad died recently. And as I walked around Barnsley on the day of his funeral, I said to myself: “I suppose this could be the last time...

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