One of many pieces of art produced by the eagle-eyed Debbie Leech
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Hippy Days Hotel Seaside Asides Summer 1970
“Have you a holiday job available please?”
“Sorry sir we have no staff shortages (You’re another one of them long-haired lazy bastards and I wouldn’t employ if you paid me.)
“Well thanks anyway (I knew that was coming slime-ball.) Do you know of any hotel vacancies nearby?”
“I’m sorry sir, I don’t know of any.” (Plenty of room in the sewage system)
“Oh well, never mind.” (Lying sod, you can stuff your pseudo smile Right up your arse)
“It is rather late in the season sir, you would be better off in a city.” (A place where you can smoke your pot and go to orgies without bothering me)
“Once again, many thanks” (For nothing)
“My pleasure sir.” (Get lost).
Los Dolses Evening
View from Debbie and Tom’s Spanish apartment balcony as darkness falls on an October evening whilst enjoying a gin and tonic!
A Visit to Ruth Summer 2019
Inside the kitchen of Ruth’s house she shares with her partner Martyn high upon a Welsh hill, summer 2019. Tragically Ruth died of cancer 24th August 2020
Forever my lovely niece
So generous and kind
The perpetual smile
With poetry at her side
She walked romantically
Towards beauty and truth
A harvester of fine words
Gathered together so gaily
Expertly enfolded in love
As in Lord Byron’s night
Best of dark and bright
Posting profound pictures
For purveyors of meaning
And to all seekers of soul
Her legacy illumined in light
Robb and Emma
With Robb and Emma in London restaurant, autumn 2018 (Come on Robb, smile!)
Spanish apartment
Early days at the apartment with Debbie calling out from the balcony “Tom I love you madly!”