The Great British Obsession

Following weeks of hot weather and very little rain, this evening we had a real downpour. There were rivers of rain streaming down roads and overflowing drains and guttering. Leading me to write a poem on the weather and how we Brits have an extraordinary obsession with it.

Song of the Sea

I walk along the beach alone The shingle crunches underfoot And whispers to me As waves push And then drag the tiny pebbles with them Listen to the waves Listen …