Woodland

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At Golitha falls

where Cornish piskies mislead

and we walk for hours

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Perfect

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Fishing on the rocks

a drop down from Bodinnick

unvaulted blue skies

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Dark sky

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On inky black skies

stars like I have never seen

Cornwall’s Bodmin Moor

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Julia

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Sweetest Julia

childhood friend’s little sister

I think I loved you

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* Julia was younger than our gang of friends and like all little sisters she was left out and dismissed as being surplus to our boyish requirements such as playing cowboys and Indians.

Cheese-cutter

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Nestled side by side

cocooned in spikey armour

prepared for battle

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  • Although no longer permitted in the schoolyard, the game of conkers was one of those things that we simply grew up with. The excitement of collecting shiny new conkers and breaking them free from their shells was one of autumn’s pure joys. A cheese-cutter was a flattened conker that had shared its outer shell with another and were thought to bestow an advantage by cracking open your opponent’s conker using the sharp flat edge. such happy days. I still find new conkers irresistible and still come home with pocketfuls of them.

1988

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These lacquered chopsticks

a gift from Mr Cheba

an act of kindness

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  • the backstory… I found some chopsticks in a drawer that were given to me by a crew member of the Koei Maru 30, a Japanese fishing boat that I worked on in the Falkland Islands – it was his way of making friends and welcoming me. Finding them transported me back to 1988.

Gold dust

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Sunlit particles

dance in oblique autumn light

Brownian motion

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Unexpected

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The right place, right time

a chance in a million

and special moment.

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Permanence

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Comforting to know

the stars will always be there

when all else is gone

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Team day

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It’s been a long time

emotional gathering

I love these people

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by Scooj