by Derek Morrison I have a new toy and it’s very very light It’s made of carbon fibre, and its lines are tight It has disc brakes and an electric gear Much better than the one I bought last year. It looks so good I don’t want to take it for a ride Messing up […]
by Derek Morrison There had been frost on the ground but we still set out on our way ‘There will be an improving sunny situation’ the forecast did say Despite the cold, a set of eager faces had turned up for the ride It would be a shame to disappoint them, so anxiety pushed aside. […]
by Derek Morrison You tell ‘your people’ to slow down He turned to see her wrinkled frown What ‘people’? He somewhat fazed You ‘people’ her face now blazed Her eyes had scanned his attire It was this that had set the fire His uniform was of the hated ‘others’ No individuals, just bands of brothers […]