Monthly Archives: October 2017

Round about the cauldron go; In the poison’d entrails throw. Toad, that under cold stone Days and nights hast thirty one Swelter’d venom sleeping got, Boil thou first i’ the charmed pot. Double, double toil and trouble; Fire burn and … Continue reading →

Autumnal Thoughts                              Christine Johnson Autumn has arrived with its mysterious morning mists and mild frostiness.   The night rain has drenched the grass with dewdrops which sparkle and shiver in the wind.   The cool morning sun penetrates the colourful … Continue reading →