Folk music rang out over the canal
Old carols, old country songs
Voices rose and fell
Casting a magical spell
Accordions, violins, flutes, guitars
All … Read the rest
Poetry
Folk music rang out over the canal
Old carols, old country songs
Voices rose and fell
Casting a magical spell
Accordions, violins, flutes, guitars
All … Read the rest
Market Drayton is our town
A great place to live and a
Really am amazing friendly committee who
Keeping the spirit of … Read the rest
Who is this, is he made of sugar and spice
He walks in every event casting good cheer
Always always friendly and nice
As he … Read the rest
The market is vibrant, full of life
A kaleidoscope of fruits, flowers, painted ceramics
An escape for all from the daily strife
A chance to … Read the rest
A carpet of leaves beside the road
Golden colours on a green canvas
How quickly colours change and drop
You have to look, to wonder, … Read the rest
Years have gone, time has flown
Yes, she is a ruin, an empty shell
Yet once, a long-time age, this house was known
She hosted … Read the rest
Alison is an “unsung hero”
For years always there, volunteering
Going miles beyond with her contributing
To benefit our market town
So, at last – … Read the rest
The town is quiet and still
Cold winds blow down its streets
Shops, once vibrant, are boarded and shut
It feels like time is stuck … Read the rest
High in the Long Mynd
Ignoring the sharp wind
A mother and her foal
Are at ease as they dine
Cars stop, passengers admire
These … Read the rest
A track high in the Long Mynd
Do you wonder how many generations
Have walked and been amazed
As around them sheep and horses grazed… Read the rest