The cemetery wall

Ivy leaves retreat
leaving stone bare
beneath the skeleton
of tenacity.
Ivy was here
it announces,
spreading,
sunning itself
nude
in November.

We went out this evening to see the singer Dick Gaughan at Lansdown Hall this evening. It's fair to say he's getting on a bit and hasn't the energy he had when I first saw him perform at the Hackney Empire in the late 80s. But his stories are still a joy to listen to, and his sense of humour shines through.

And now it;s time to remove my fake- superhero clothing and go to bed. My jumper smells as if it's been down the pub and smoked 20 JPS. I wonder if is capable of time travel, since no one's smoked inside a pub for the past eight years.