Pond
To this pool of light my steps are lead
A hollow place of water mud and weed
There is no passing by, my feet are stayed
And all my heartfelt fears are eased
 
There. A little bit of iambic catterel in the middle of a hectic Folk Festival.
From the Opening Concert on Thursday evening, to the Lunchtime Session at [...]

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Well might you ask. We certainly did. The news, from the point of view of me’n’Marmers, is not wholly good. We are told that our tenuous tenure in the land of our birth is hingin’ oan a shoogly nail. The reason for the recent trip Sooth of our parental units was to secure the lease [...]

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So far so good. The variety of stuff bipeds will fork out for knows no bounds. Vermiculite; calcified seaweed; a table with one leaf; bookcases; mugs; a fishbox full of rooted cuttings; pottery kitties; curtains; Lego; books; a piece of tweed; lamp oil and a lamp but not to the same person; a chair; pictures; [...]

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