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Oct 2015
Winter,
when your nose starts to run faster than you walk,
when your talk fills with frost,
when it costs you more to heat your soup,
when you start to stoop, oops that's not Winter that's just old
when the cold bites sharper than your teeth,
when you crawl into the duvet and you hide underneath.

Winter,
when the snows lay thick and Wilfredo and Carmella for Christmas Number One is the record you have to pick,
when the water pipes freeze
when you start to sneeze
when you ask 'could I please have another log on the fire'.

Winter,
a time to retire, to hibernate and
wait for the Summer to come.
The reference to Wilfredo,( the international singing sensation) is not an advert to buy his record which came out last Christmas, but buy it anyway, he's a nice guy and a friend.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  69/Here and now
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