When do childhood memories become an everyday part of one’s life? Is it an age-based phenomenon or is it related to some significant event in life that “takes you back”? In my case it seems to be age-based PLUS some… Read More ›
Norman Nicholson
Haiku #32 The Bee Orchid
Growing up in a coastal iron ore mining village in mountainous Cumbria had plenty of outdoor “distractions” for a young boy and his closest mates. One of these was to go into places we were specifically told NOT to, especially… Read More ›
“Bloody great crabs as big as tortoises”
Modern day floods in the UK seem to be mostly occurring and publicised from inland areas such as the Somerset Levels or from river flood plain land after heavy rain. Rarely do we see coastal towns flooded despite the TV… Read More ›
Carbide bombs, bee orchids and rabbits
The picture above is of the view from the back of the house where I was born, and continued to be the view until 1968. Then, the view changed to what you see below with an iron ore mine employing… Read More ›
The death of a Cumbrian community.
It was largely elemental work -with fire, water and earth and [this author’s perception is that] it tended to shape the characters of those who undertook it -and lots of blast furnace workers were more than a little alarming to… Read More ›
Cumbria:A nuclear poem from Norman Nicholson
In May this year it will be 30 years since the death of Norman Nicholson the Cumbrian poet from Millom and I wonder if his life and works will be celebrated as they should be, even locally? I was born… Read More ›
The Two Doctors 
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