MEMORIES ARE NOT MORTAL
We never met but I know of your strong character and loving ways,
which I think of when stood here alone. On the town memorial your
silent names appears alongside countless others. With pride, I say
out loud your name, adding the simple greeting of "hello".
Of the others listed, whom did you know, whom did you fight with,
whom did you die with?
The stone memorial stands solid and tall and upright, in the same
manner you once did. I liken the memorial to your flesh and bones
and the black paint of your printed name to your blood. Inanimately
you still live on.
Though its a century since you fell, I'm old enough to understand
your sacrifice in a pointless war and that it wasn't in vain, it would be
a betrayal to feel otherwise.
My children know of your strong character and loving ways, as will
their children too, so that in another hundred years from now you will
not be forgotten but still greeted with "hello".
Who else takes the time to look at and remember these many other
names, I wonder?
Michael Wood - Army veteran
TELL US ALL ABOUT IT TOWN CRIER - MICHAEL WOOD
Doing the media rounds with Estuary TV. Interviewed by the erudite Hugh Riches for the evening news.
Great fun with great people at Estuary TV, who do a fabulous job reporting on local issues north and south of the Humber.
(It's not only Piers Morgan who gets to blow his own trumpet on live television.)
TOWN CRIER, MICHAEL WOOD SUMS UP TOUR De YORKSHIRE PERFECTLY WITH TYPICAL WIT AND STYLE
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WE ARE HULL
On Friday 15 December 2017, Burnsy on Radio Humberside featured a discussion as to why there is no end of year party celebrating City of Culture year 2017. I suggested that the whole year has been one long party and we should really wait until just before New Years eve 2020 before doing so, when our four year reign will be over.
I also suggested to Burnsy that if we have no end of year party, then let's have an end of year proclamation reminding ourselves what we have experienced and enjoyed. Below is my offering in the form of a poem that is 365 words long (one word for each day of the year.) For its title what else could it be called other than... WE ARE HULL
WE ARE HULL
A helluva hullabaloo it has so far been
UK City of Culture 2017,
The first year’s nearly over, "WOW" we’ve said a plenty
in three years time we can party like its 2020,
For now let us remember all that we’ve enjoyed
a programme that's amazed, bemused and, yes, annoyed.
The year began with joyful tears in Queen Victoria Square
a film to show us who we are – but notably who we were,
Siemens gave a salute there, to this city of three crowns
with barmy brilliant BLADE, that brought both smiles and frowns.
Amy Johnson aviator, cut from a different cloth
flew in a flying machine, called Jason, a Gypsy Moth,
a replica was produced, Paragon Station is its base,
will it stay or will it go, you’ll have to watch this space.
Queens Gardens alfresco ballet, ELO at the KCOM,
trapeze artists in graveyards displaying grace and aplomb,
The making of Hull Minster, an LGBT celebration,
so much fun to enjoy, except Hull City’s relegation.
“Everyone back to ours”, the posters had all trilled
City of Culture Team, your motto was fulfilled,
And the gig to end all gigs, that maybe out-gigged them all
Radio 1’s Big Weekend at Burton Constable Hall,
The photo of the year that surely beat the rest…
the Queen’s royal wave to Hull dressed in her Sunday best.
Turner Prize is it genius, or is someone having a laugh?
“Whatever you think, you’re right”, said Ferens Art Gallery Staff,
Every grumpy philistine, each typical artless whinger
they would have changed their mind seeing Land of Green Ginger,
Ditto watching The Hypocrite, at the renowned Hull Truck,
a play that exemplified Hull's independent pluck.
We’ve shouted up our city of Kingston upon Hull
we've proved to a watching world its true it’s never dull,
BBC Look North and the Hull Daily Mail,
Radio Humberside too, have also without fail,
together with Hull people and especially The Volunteers
made Hull so justly proud, which deserves a loud three cheers…
Hip-Hip Hooray Hip-Hip hooray Hip-Hip Hooray.
To finish here’s some words that you won’t often hear
well done Hull City Council, you deserve an extra cheer…