Animals Poetry


Goats taking over llandudno (print by inky from original photo by A.Stuart)

Salford (Via Llandudno) , 31st March 2020

A tale of Goats in the welsh town of Llandudno, written by inky,

inspired by an ITV News article :

The Goats are taking over

and they’re heading into town

they’re happy to play, no-one to chase them away

for their shepherd’s gone to ground

The cars have abandoned the tarmac

so they’re running down the road

chomping on box wood and flowers

in their new abode

The goats are taking over

whilst the people are indoors

they’re coming down from the mountains

the pastures and the moors

The humans are all in their houses

so the goats have left hills for their tea

munching on grasses and heather around

as happy as can be on the ground

Freedom of Expression Nature Photography Places Poetry


Another poem by inky

Salford (via Llandudno) , 11th January 2018


I like the pebble beach at Llandudno.

each of those stones, has their own tale to tell

time taken over millions of years to form,

then broken up and shaped over another stretch of time

to create the many shapes that come together as a flat bed by the Irish Sea

great for skimming on the surface – if you can find just the right round ones

some of the cast are smooth to the touch and shiny as a button

but a word of caution – wear your shoes – some of these are sharp!

Life Memories Poetry Sailing Sea

Out to Sea


Salford, 6th July 2017


A reminiscence

Out on the great waters of the Irish sea

Seventy two feet of ocean going vessel

designed by a master boatman


Water moving over the hull of the ship

together moving sails to continue the trip

following course – given by the skipper

adventures i’d dreamt of when i were a nipper


Eight novice shipmates with Four Able crew

visiting harbours – some old, and new

steering a course , to places ahead

reaching the dock – before heading for bed

Beach Growing up Places Pleasures Poetry



Salford (Via Llandudno), 14th June 2017


Four sets of feet walking in line on the beach

As you follow the line of footprints

Patterns begin to emerge

as footprints snake from east to west

smaller feet seemingly running rings around the big ones

but as we reach the end of the walk

these little feet disappear

washed away by northern water ? – No!

on their way to Fish and Chips

a little one has had his pips

his battery – is a little whacked

so Grandad has given him a piggyback.

Growing up Memories Outdoor Pursuits Outdoors Sailing

Sailing into the Unknown


In response to the prompt –

A tale of youngsters on the ocean wave

I came across the Ocean Youth Club quite by chance.  I was helping out at my local parish church, St Josephs RC in Salford when the opportunity came about – provided by the RC Church and centre in the heart of Trafford Park

The crew consisted of Two trainees from the Cereal Factory (Kelloggs), Two from the Printworks and Four from various schools in the area.

I was filling in as the Trainee from St Anthony’s couldn’t attend – and so became part of the crew of the Greater Manchester Challenge – A 72 Foot Long Ketch – with Red Sails.

The one condition laid down by the skipper – because of my balance – if I could manage to climb into the Challenge – I was in.  Surprisingly – I did it.

I’d been on ferry boats before on the Irish sea to Dublin – and managed quite well, but it took a day or so to find my sea legs, The first days were ok as we took our positions and went down the North wales coast, the skipper put me on galley duties after a particularly choppy section out of Amlych heading toward the Isle of Man – the waves were playing havoc with my balance – but the second section was much better after my feet touched the Manx headland at peel…I did a papal stretch as I got at the quayside..My Miracle cure? – Burnt toast and Melted Butter.

As my confidence grew I helped lift the Mainsail with other members of the crew.

The hands looking after us on the boat were grateful for my knotting skills as we landed in Peel Harbour – I’d help lift the sails and tie booms to the side of the boat

Upon leaving Peel the challenge crew headed out across the second half of the Irish sea for Northern Ireland, where we were escorted part way by members of the border patrol out on duty.

When we got to Strangford Lough, there were clear skies and some lovely tranquil waters.

Another on deck lunch and a look round Strangford before night hit and we headed back across the Irish sea towards our final homeward destination – the North west welsh port of Holyhead.

We would go on this stretch by night and day to reach the port and was a really good way of finishing the expedition.  By the end of the voyage and landing at Holyhead we’d navigated 253 Nautical miles around the Irish sea and faced a Maximum wind speed of 7

Definitely do it again – given the chance, and an adventure well worth taking part in.