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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Sunday, August 03, 2003
    Sheer Bloody Poetry
    Yesterday's blog reminds me of an article I wrote some fifteen years ago for the then emerging When Saturday Comes, entitled (if you'll excuse the language) Poetry, Sheer Bloody Poetry!, which was based on the premise that some of our literary greats owed their inspiration to footer. Remember... I was at university studying English at the time, that's my excuse. One bit of the article was even extracted by the Guardian's soccer diarist. It had a Lakeland connection...
      I wandered lonely as a cloud
      That floats on high o'er hills and vales
      When all at once I saw a crowd,
      Ten thousand very rowdy males,
      Outside the pubs, all round the place,
      Singing, "Workington are bloody ace!"
    Full article here.