Archive for the English Category

Co-op oh Co-op Wherefore art thy bargains? Hidden yond the headlines of doom Neath the cheese and yoghurt Co-op oh Co-op Thy lime-green lights are shining Tubs of flowers grace thy doors a-sliding Till ten we come for our late evening rambles Co-op oh Co-op Landmark thou

    I can still remember the days when my parents woke us up in the early hours to start the long drive down to North Wales, where we would spend some of our best summer holidays. Nowadays, if I wake up very early, I still get

Wind stopped play on Saturday night The palette I carry was far too light As the gust blew down Wellington Street I clamped my easel and trolley under my feet I pushed back on the board, clipped between the lamp and easel bar Till the whole kit

        Last Saturday, I took part in the second ‘Art in the City’ event in Gloucester, and was thrilled to win First Prize for the ‘Plein Air’/outdoor painting category. I chose to paint in the historic docks area, where the heritage buildings and modern

Putting on an exhibition is a bit like moving house. Boxes everywhere, pictures to wrap up, labels to print, string, sellotape.. so much to organise. This time it was at St Barnabas, our parish church in Gorse Hill, where I exhibited my work. Luckily it is only

                    There once was a bloke from Gorse Hill Who set out with sketchbooks to fill He drew first some shoppers Then one or two coppers… His work’s now in hands of th’old bill.

There’s a sculpture here that people ignore Look up when you climb the steep station steps Grangetown’s been around Since wagons worked coal down Clive Street When I first came, several years ago, My partner lived by here, just a few feet away View of the platform from

Each country has its favourite supermarket. Heart and soul of modern life, these giant stores reflect our national character through the choice of products they offer for sale. Brands such as Carrefour, Tesco, Delhaize are ready to respond to our every need (almost), serving us around the

After the last goodbye We take down the poster Photographs are dusted, returned to the sideboard Table and chairs are returned to their places I vow to take down all my paintings Put away all the exhibits, the drawings Clear out the studio, renew the space Time

English people love DIY. Propelled by a sense of self-destiny, we’ll tackle almost any household task. Whether by independence or pure impatience, we’re also adept at ‘self service’, especially when there is a long queue in the supermarket. It won’t come as any surprise, therefore, that certain