Ealing Calling
Sitting on my own in a cafe, I overheard a couple talk about Ealing.
What’s Ealing like? he asked.
Oh. It’s a nice place to live, but it’s pretty boring, she said.
I decided to write these poems in response to that comment, albeit, ten years later.
- Mr Blondin (Blondin Road)
- Uxbridge Runway – Marshall Amplifier
- Greenford Recycling
- Ghost Apples
- Anguish of Sir John Soane
- Lavender Hill Mob (Red Lion Pub)
- All Life’s a Stage (Questor’s Theatre)
- Assassination of Spencer Percival
- Unlikely Lads
- Commuter Temple
- Croquet Club (Lammas Park)
- Wellington Road
- Magic Numbers
- When I think of Fruit Salad (W3 Poets)
- Origami Master in Tai Chi Class (in Blondin Park)
- Miss X of Ealing
- Off His Brolly
- Ealing Summer Roadworks
- Freddy & Dusty (Ealing Hospital)
- Brentham Estate’s Yeomanry
- Soundscape in Walpole Park
- Actone – Pure Gold
- Fred Housego on the Doorstep
- Northfield Avenue Allotments
- Second Coming
- Final Pastoral?
- Sid James has the Last Word
- London Diptych