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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

winter

  • On Thin Ice.

    Ok so it wasn’t a trip, it was a slip. Friday night just gone exhibited temperatures well below zero. Some of the snow from the days previous had melted but the melt water had frozen into black ice. Saturday, is the day I help out at a local DIY shop. I tried on the boots Read more

  • The Snowman and the Fridge.

    I really ought to do a Tolkien here and draw a map to show our area. Basically we live at the top of a main road, with little access down the side of the house. The house is built on the side of a ravine, with a footpath running up the bottom of the valley. Read more