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Acrostic Food Poetry

Dinner

Salford , 23rd April 2020

#fowc #dinner

Dining, in all of its forms

is an art form that’s

not to be missed, now you can enjoy a salad or

notibly, the roast beef, veg and yorkshire pudding but

everyone secretly has a favourite take away –

roaming over there at weekends for a supper of fish and chips

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Animals Food

Deep

#SoCs #Deep

Salford 4th April 2020

It’s hard to really appreciate the dish

without taking some time over it

the fish – had been swimming with others

free to explore – developing

evading all predators –

from the polar bear in the north

to the seals and penguins in the south

all to be caught by a net

trawled to a port and

cooked up by a chef

battered within an inch of its old life

in oil so hot – it almost leapt onto the plate

and served by a waitress, Annette

while eaten by the regulars with chips and peas

its eaten by the gastronome

with lemon and tartar sauce……Flavour? DEEP!

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Acrostic Animals Life Poetry

Seagulls

Salford , 2nd April 2020

Someone is hovering over Salford’s bins

every day they’ve been seen – on spying missions

and some say – they’re worse than the pigeons

gracefully flying through the skies

until the bins on the waterside are

looking full – likelihood is – they’ll chance their

luck – with a lass coming home from the chippy

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Photography

Challenge 30 – No 4

Taken Midday

Half way through Saturday

Fish wi summat spicy is cooking downstairs

the birds are flying round the close

having returned from foreign climbs

and football fans are converging

on a corner chippy of their favourite ground

they’re in good company

but i’ll wait till the cod lands on the noodles indoors.

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Beach Birds Family Fun Holidays Memories Places Pleasures Summer Zoo

Memories of Holidays Past

Memories of Holidays Past

(alternate title : A Salford lads venture in the Southwest of England)

Paignton

The English Riviera…

Torquay, Paignton, Brixham – the English County of Devon

One heck of a place to get to by Car, even more by rail.

Heading south, through mystical places – on an intercity train.

A great adventure when you’re only eight years old.  Watching Mum and Dad take my Mermaid of a sister splashing in the sea, while I made sandcastles on the shore.  And whilst I was into construction, my sister was in the art of Demolition – I didn’t mind.  I just filled up my Bucket and Spade and built it up again…

There were picture postcard cottages with picturesque gardens.  A wonderful setting to enjoy a Devon Cream tea.  Then , a ride on a Mini Locomotive to take you from one place to the next

Donkey rides on Paignton seafront and trips to Brixham Harbour by boat – watching the sealife passing along by before landing on shore for a lovely lunch of fish and chips.  Seagulls from the local harbour looked on, watching out for a dropped chip.  Then we catch a bus back to Paignton to see the Elephants at the local zoo, and watch Sea lions laugh as Dad was getting sprayed by them.

Then as we walk home to the guest house, we watched the sun go behind the cove before me and my little sister headed off to bed.  Later on in the week, a trip on a coach to Dartmouth and its harbour – to see some really BIG Boats.

A walk on the prom awaits us tomorrow – and another cream tea.

But for now its time for bed – and dreams of heffalumps.