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Quarry Hill Flats
these days you order on line
vans implement your wishes
no cash shall change hands
for suds or tempting dishes
different when I was a lad
delivery boy on black bike
box of groceries out front
what immobile ladies like
up stone stairs and knock
"come in for a cup of tea!"
listening to old loneliness
smells of body odour, pee
dreaded old Mrs Granell...
Saturday 23rd January 2021 11:45 am
Concrete and Bunting
It was 1960
Only fifteen years after the War ended
(Though we did'nt know it) and the
Prevailing dogma, a brave new world meant
Knocking down brick terraces
(Often quite servicable)
To build ten-storey flats.
Kids like us played in derelict houses
Door-less and
Stripped of copper and roof-slates their
Dank stone cellars exciting with
What today they call memorabili...
Sunday 10th May 2020 12:29 pm
SandyHills
It was literally th eworst
and my sister says her life is cursed..
The first day we lived their was crap
it certainly felt like a trap
The tennants where junkies and thugs
who tried to sell us their drugs
it started with brian scott
who clearly lied alot
he showed up late
he said it was great
and i was left in a state
The plumbing was terribly bad
The place i...
Monday 12th February 2018 12:43 pm
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