Albert and the Cosmic Wellies

Albert Flower had a leaky raincoat. He also had problems with his second hand wellies, which were a size too big and made running around almost impossible. While the other children at school jumped in puddles and had bags of fun during rainy playtimes, Albert stood miserably under the bike shelter. He’d tried to join…

Hippolyta’s Hobby

It was a lovely day and had just reached the point in mid-summer when parents began to gaze wistfully at September dates on the calendar. Down in the basement of number 41 Beluga Terrace, little Hippolyta Bushwhacker, the noisiest nine year old north of the equator, was feeling rather bored … “MOTHER!” she rasped, rattling…

Lobelia Panscrub And The Secret Garden Plot

It was Friday and the children at Bogandell School were crammed into the assembly hall like large biscuits in a particularly small biscuit box. They were all enduring Reverend Hedgely’s talk on flower pressing when suddenly … PUFF !!! … he disappeared in a flash of zig-zag lightning bolts and clouds of lilac smoke. Eyes…

The Sad Tale Of The Reckless Rhubarb

This is the second in the series Doggerel for the Discerning currently appearing over on The Yorkshire Times website … The Sad Tale of the Reckless Rhubarb ‘Twas on a clear and moonlit nightin Castleford’s green fields,the stick of rhubarb’s mind to thoughtsadventurous did yield. And turning to his nearby love,he made a solemn pledgeto…

Publication

Dandelion Sun, Fireweed and Schrödinger’s Mouse will be featuring at The Milk House this Thursday. #WooHoo Thank you to Ryan and Tima @TheMilkHouse🙂 Fledge #Poetry #Cumbria

Thank you

For those kind people who sent a vote my way … thank you! It was very much appreciated JH 🙂 x #SabAwards21 #Fledge #Poetry

The Tripe Hound Of Little Ormstonmere

So pleased that the Yorkshire Times are going to give some of my dafter poems a regular weekly airing as Doggerel for the Discerning starting with the classic Tripe Hound of Little Ormstonmere … #TripePoetry The Tripe Hound Of Little Ormstonmere Amongst the dark foreboding hills of ancient Lancashire,the eerie howls rolled down the moors…

Wok Juggling With Dave And Enoch

By Jonathan Humble In a little house down a quiet lane by the side of a disused welly factory lived Enoch and Dave. Enoch sat at the table in their kitchen while Dave prepared the evening meal. “Here Enoch,” said Dave, placing a sandwich before him. “I expect you’re hungry after a hard day at…

Saboteur Awards 2021

For anyone unfamiliar with Fledge, I have posted the web launch from last year which gives background to the pamphlet poems (should you wish to nip over and send a vote my way in the poetry pamphlet category) >>> Link to twitter post for voting