Pete's Plasma

Plasma
squAred
My My
Water
Torvill And Dean
Watch Out
C.N.D.
Armistace
Poppies
Raffle Prize
A Pair Of Puddings
Piggy Back
Ready......
East Street
Upwell
Stamford Street
New Meaning
A12
Park Row
In London Town
Kew Bridge
Kemble
Milko
Drive On
Manx
Emma
Cyclone
The Great Pretender
V.I.Ps.
Walk Right Up
Winter
Central Heating
Life
1984
Lisping Lips
Different
Domino
Roots
Cold Rolled
Channel 7
Questions
Ancient History
If Only!
WhereNext
Crossing try line on Saturday
Ending with raucous call,
On Monday morning after prayer,

And name pronounced in hall.

Cricket, getting runs
Or stretching long an arm for catch,
Football, dramatic winning goal
Or tennis, game set and match.

Pools on weekend evening
And hope for one more draw,

All this adds up to just one word,
Just one, the final, score.

But here is Suffick they see the word
With meaning, for me, brand new,
Opens up the way to sea,
Widens land-lubbers view.

A steep place, of cobbles made,

With steps for helpers feet,
To place those tubby wooden boats
On waves to catch our meat
From salt sea often wild with wind,
Dark grey and topped with foam,
Sometimes blue and mill pond like
That eases path to home.

Now far removed from waters edge

No longer need for solo oar,
Large boats safe in horseshoe docks,
Leave signs writ large to show The Score.