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  • Come and see me on 30th August!

    If you’re in the Huntingdon area on Saturday 30th August, please do come and see me at Huntingdon Commemoration Hall. I’ll be there as part of the Huntingdon Alternative Fayre, selling my comedy fantasy books Gingerbread Children and Twicetime, plus poetry book Sticky Ends and possibly something new… It’s on from 10-4, entry is free…

  • Poem: Heavy Metal Hero

    I wanna be a heavy metal hero; I wanna front a hard rock band. I’m all done with rap And all that pap I wanna show I’m in command. I wanna wear my hair all long and greasy; Want it wild and thick and all that stuff. I want it blond or black, I want…

  • Poem: The Fancy-Dress Party

    We’ve just had a fancy dress party – our family and some of our friends – It was really quite funny to see the grown-ups getting dressed up and playing “pretends”. My grandmother came as a teabag, and grandfather came as a bat, And Daddy turned out as King Arthur, while Mummy dressed up as…

  • Poem: Building A Wardrobe

    My uncles came to stay with me when I got my new pad; They came to do some DIY for which I was quite glad. They put me up some pantry shelves and stood back with great pride; I watched as jars and bottles slowly slid down to one side. I bought a rotary washing…

  • Poem: My Home Gym

    I built myself a home gym so I could exercise, Replace my fat with muscle and tone my flabby thighs. My bingo wings I’d banish, my posture would improve, My body would be sculpted – how gracefully I’d move! I’d be so fit and agile, a marathon I’d run And maybe then I’d do a…

  • Happy Publication Day for Sticky Ends!

    We here at McCaw Press are very happy to announce that it’s publication day for Carol Carman’s new book Sticky Ends! A collection of comic poems featuring possessed gnashers, unstoppable shoppers, serial killer brides, crossword fanatics, telly addicts, a lonely school reunion, a bunch of drunks and the world’s worst outing to Blackpool. Carol Carman…

  • Poem: Something Amiss in My Engine

    There was something amiss in my engine: a new water pump needed, I thought; I booked my car into the garage – for a service, a see-to and sort. The message came back from the garage: your water pump’s fine – working well – And your motor now waits on our forecourt, it’s running as…

  • Poem: Not An Inch Of Space

    My daughter’s bedroom’s full of toys – There’s not an inch of space. And so I thought I’d clear some out And give them to a place Of charity, where others might Then take them home for play And raise a bit of money for A good cause on the way.

  • Poem: Have A Look In The Chemist’s

    We don’t just do prescriptions – we’ve many other things – We’ve pick-me-ups and calm-me-downs, we’ve bandages and slings. There’s ointment for your skin, hay fever tablets by the score; Warming creams and cooling gels for muscles feeling sore. We’ve syrups and we’ve powders to help with ’flu and cough; Body-building pills if you can…

  • Poem: Tickets, Please

    The stadium holds 64,000 Two tickets was all I desired To go see my favourite musician For the last time before he retired. I desperately wanted those tickets; I’ve been a fan many long years I knew that if I couldn’t get them I’d most likely end up in tears. There was only one way…