How did I lose that bastard stick
Where did it go or was it a trick
He does this thing where he fakes a throw
Makes me think it’s gone then it’s time to go

No, I’m not leaving
I’m not some mug you’re walking
You take me out once a day
Sometimes twice if I pay

Help me find it owner
Give it here or I’ll show ya
Dogs can be a whole lot worse
So help me find it first    

Early rise to singing birds
 The songs that start the year
 A verse of real and a chorus of hope 
 I long to hear

 A melody for the ages 
 Rich sounds of trees
 The rustling of leaves 
 A gentle breeze

 I’m alone up here
 Most are sleeping still
 The open marshes of Leyton
 Yet to spend their thrill

 A full day blocked till 8
 For heavens sake 
 Thank goodness for the sounds 
 Noises you can’t fake 
 
 

A city to wander
An afternoon to ponder
A sober mind to dwell
How to spend a life well

Family is never questioned
And rightly never sectioned
For people may pass
But some bonds last

Bonds that give space for questions
Reveal vulnerability and emotion
A life long search
To find ones earth

A sad goodbye
To a special guy
Just got back, milo seems glad
He says hi Grandad 

Money 
 A web of thrills and spills 
 Asset
 A holding for you to choose 
 Debt
 A crunch that tends to bite 
 Lending 
 A power with lots to lose 

 Micro
 The shit that matters
 Macro
 The shit that other people sort out 
 Market 
 A mood that swings with little reason 
 Insurance 
 A money tree ready to sprout 
 
  

Dog on the train 
 At it again 
 I’m going insane  

 One person plays 
 One person groans 
 Take the dog home 

 Bring the dog in 
 Or stay in the flat?
 Give me a Cat 

Council flat
 Silver spoon 
 Food bank
 Dinner soon 

 Carlsberg 
 Homework 
 Savings 
 Find work

 Merge 
 Emerge 
 Clipped 
 Fly 

 Bin man
 Lawyer 
 Uber 
 The boss

To walk along the river,
 A crisp morning with crunch underfoot
 Is to clear your head of concern or simmer 
 No time for the congested or familiar 

 Rhythms pull in directions 
 Most are straight no curves 
 Others with bends and ramifications 
 How to choose 

 Daylight breaks early 
 The water sparkles bright 
 How the winter has come fairly 
 Pushing through January swiftly 

 Every two weeks we change places 
 Up and down the canals we trade 
 The same hellos and the same faces 
 But the season pushes through 

Leave some space for god in this 
 I can’t be sure but I can’t dismiss 
 Let science decide the laws of force 
 The rhythm of life has set its course 

 Leave some space to chase the sun  
 Your life has only just begun 
Try not to fear the lands unknown 
 They wont appear all on their own 

 Leave some space for a laugh or three
It could be worse you could be me 
 Don’t be grumpy it’s not all shite
 Just look at your dad he turned out alright  

 Leave some space for love and dance 
 It only appears if you take a chance 
 It’s not always obvious but soon you’ll see
 It was your mums love that set me free 

Things are going way too good 
Just the way I thought they would
Hit the numbers I said we’d hit 
Out in front and we’re the shit 

Like an eary breeze the mist sweeps in
A cloud with truth wafer thin
That old self doubt is here to last 
The play is written and the set is cast

I’ll watch from the stalls 
Observe the brawls 
No chance it’s me 
How could it be 

Balls I’m up, huh, what the fuck 
Thought I was watching and now I’m in luck?
Ok I’ll improvise and see how it goes 
Find the courage and get back on my toes