tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881054030497725613.post4225667710738154149..comments2023-11-03T15:50:56.001+01:00Comments on POET IN RESIDENCE : watching village cricket with granddad Gwil Whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03305768121713053837noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881054030497725613.post-43900383782914034582013-04-26T17:20:46.445+02:002013-04-26T17:20:46.445+02:00Pleased you enjoyed smell of it Dominic.
Pat, th...Pleased you enjoyed smell of it Dominic. <br /><br />Pat, those games of cricket seemed endless to a young spectator, but it was time well spent. Gwil Whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03305768121713053837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881054030497725613.post-45884356272057504342013-04-25T20:25:00.858+02:002013-04-25T20:25:00.858+02:00Absolutely charming Gwil. I like the way you have...Absolutely charming Gwil. I like the way you have spread it out because it helps with that dream-like quality of reminiscence - I am there with you in that special relationship.The Weaver of Grasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13947971556343746883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8881054030497725613.post-3012769158280443632013-04-25T15:25:56.193+02:002013-04-25T15:25:56.193+02:00A very (pleasantly) smelly poem! I can smell the e...A very (pleasantly) smelly poem! I can smell the earth on those potatoes. I can also smell the tang of cobwebby sheds, all of which seem to smell the same in my experience.Dominic Rivronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02618013365521035400noreply@blogger.com