Pete's Gaia

Gaia
Crop Circles
Silbury
Gate Post
The Chestnuts
Addington
The Downs
View Over Barbury
Sarsen Remains
Day House Lane
Caractacus Stone
Not What It Seems
North Of Garris
Gun Rith
Lanyon
Tinkinswood
Clach Stein
Grimes Graves
Andromeda Calling
Its A Fact
Theres Always The Sun
Middle Name
Yemmerawanyea
E.T.S.C.
The Avery Hill Postman
Vince Pickering
Erica
Excellency
6th September 1988
Watch This Space
Biro
Calligraphy
The Flying Standard
Female Of The Species
National Tree Week
Gregory Crescent
Dear Prime Minister
Most Glorious Majesty
Early Start
Scarlet
Equus
Butterfly
Milking Time
Chartwell
Bird Of Prey
Watch Me
Skoda Stroll
What To Be?
Chariot
The Sussex Coast
The Tarn
Golden Cloud
Sunrise
Do You...
Darling
If The Queen lived in Eltham
I would lay down my coat,
And She would float over
As a Swan on the Moat,
For Puddles and Raindrops
Would not harm Her Feet,
Nor The Sun scorch Her Fair Skin,
I would protect Her from heat.

If Our Queen lived in Eltham
I would tend all the Grass
And replace every Pebble
At each Royal pass,
I would straighten the Leaves
Of each Solid Tree,
And then fetch Red Roses for Her to see.

If My Queen lived in Eltham
Then, on Thursday afternoon,
We would stroll on King Johns Walk
And marvel at the Daytime Moon,
Maybe go to Nottingham,
Take tea at Bistro 22,
Smile at The Tarn,
Feed the Squirrels,
And the Middle Park Horses too.

And on the Slow Way home
We would talk of The World,
And Life
If My Queen lived in Eltham.