Here is another poem, written on 16th August 2008.
The first 10 lines are from an inscription on the memorial to one Chaloner Chute which is in the chapel at The Vyne, Hampshire. I went there to look round the house one rainy afternoon, and it was very gloomy (or perhaps that was just me). But when I got to the memorial, I was struck by what a lovely turn of phrase it had, and how beautifully understated it was, and how straightforward. I ran back through the house to the reception desk and demanded a pen, pencil, anything! so I could write the words on it down. And then I sat in the car and wrote the rest. Here’s the leaflet I scribbled on, just for fun.