1. All of Tunbridge Wells seems to be hurrying towards the Cricket Ground with bags and coolers and folding chairs.
2. Small boys with tiny cricket bats lean over the boundary line asking fielders for autographs. The players would sign, all the time glancing towards the game. If a ball came their way, they would take off towards it, scattering autograph books and bats.
3. The dark and quiet of my room after a long, crowded day in the sun.
Slow worm, peacock butterfly and striations.
1. A slow worm backs into his burrow, his mild resentful gaze holding ours. 2. Peacock butterfly -- Persian rug colours -- rests open in the...
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1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. Oli has written a poem describing how Tunbridge Wells makes him veer between wanting to fall in love and wanting to shoot people. Which i...