The club never meets, has no chair or president. It has no paid or honorary officers. It never holds an annual meeting. You have to earn your ticket to be elected to the membership. And the only way to do that is bail out of an aircraft and have a parachute to save your life.
She wants the harbour restored to its former glory
“I would rather have that wreck back in place,”
she says, “Than the concrete monster
That man in rumpled clothes
with grey tufts of hair
sprouting from his woollen cap
sitting up
against the harbour wall
an empty bottle by his side
Recently the government decided to move our Post Office from the main thoroughfare to a dark corner of a modern piazza. Rumours flew around that the PO was being shut down. There were no denials.
easy to forget that without priests and nuns of all faiths in the mid nineteenth century, there were no great organisations to administer the welfare