1975 Cine Film

I found this packet addressed to my Granddad‘s house in Hough Green, Widnes in the loft at my Mum and Dad’s, it contained a 16mm cine film. It did not look like it had ever been viewed, it is the perfect time capsule.  I’m not sure who is filming, I guess it is him but at one point he disappears into the darkContinue reading “1975 Cine Film”

A poem about leaving. Last Call For Whitfield

3 1/2 hours on train in 25 degrees builds a certain momentum to leave. Add this with the deadline of a departing flight to catch. In the time on the train from Milazzo to Palermo the only entertainment was a rather large bee that was flying up and down the carriage. If i could haveContinue reading “A poem about leaving. Last Call For Whitfield”