AuthorBertBiscoe
A bit of success at last
How good after all this time to see some of the businesses around the River Allen venturing their wheelies into the custom-built compound
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Boscawen St. ‘experiment’ has not only failed, it’s bad for business and unsafe. End it Now!
The burghers of Truro in the late C18th planned that, by demolishing Middle Row in around 1790 – described by a later Mayor,
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Underneath
Who knows where who is buried? What names should have their stones turned To lean against the wind, Their chiselled marks preserved? ‘Underneath
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Violence, theft and blood. Shopkeepers left to police the streets of Truro.
Received this morning 16/06/2021 The streets of Truro are currently turning into a playground for aggressive drunks – given free range to drink
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All in a Moment
I remember a mob of curlews, Every bird from the estuary, Gathered to hear the gale’s word And wrench the worm from Tresemple
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A Ballad of the Fallen
You never know when you stop On a corner to enquire the health Of a cousin and his own, if he Loiters occasionally,
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Langarth! O! Langarth!
Silence erects thick walls of inertia About the ground of dilemma, To bound and contain, to drain Resolution from willing ponds –
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A man stands on Old Bridge looking east
Stand here by the Sunday School, Beside the Scholars’ House, Where rubber plant and yellow hammer And pigeon speak in tongues. The river
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