Essays and Diversions

She sells sea shells on the sea shore..... In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my fe...

I Like It When It's Stormy When I woke up this morning, Stormy Darragh was on my mind..... So I barred the door behind me against the wi...

Ho Ho Humbug! If I make it this could be my  LXXIIIrd Christmas, and all I can say is that I am relieved it  only comes once a year.....  A ...