Another work week Is finally done. Batteries drained, fuel light flashing. Time to take a rest In my organised shed …
Locked down in the Manshed 9. A poem by Eamonn Fitzgerald
What if it never happened? What if it’s all a dream? But I think we’ve all woke up, To the …
Locked down in the Manshed 7. A poem by Eamonn Fitzgerald
It’s Bank Holiday Monday And the sun is still asleep. No work for me today, Just time to whittle by. …
Locked down in the Manshed 8. A poem by Eamonn Fitzgerald
Unwrapped a new journal, With a chicken scratch scrawl And small blobs of ink, I wrote my pandemic tale: Panic …
Locked down in the Manshed 6. A poem by Eamonn Fitzgerald
Finally work week over, I returned to my shed, An oasis in the turmoil. I missed the big spiders, The …