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A poem
There's an eerie woosh
and a wood pigeon plumps
down into a kowhai.
It sits there pleased
and with red rimmed eyes,
judges our intentions.
It's small head a cork
perched on a jug.
excerpt from a poem by Kay McKenzie Cooke.
Sunday, 26 January 2025
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The pub on the corner
Now known as Crofters Arms has had several incarnations since the days it was known locally as The Flying Jug.
Wednesday, 22 January 2025
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