Fa – the Green Dragon

A Place for the Odd Musings of an Expat Bristolian

My given name is
Edward Teach, high sea sailor;
but to you, Blackbeard!

Before I could read,
I attended Avon vale School.
]It’s not there any more!

It used to be that
Nails outside the Corn Exchange
Is where debts were paid

walking up Park Street,
you pass St George’s tower.
Its bell rings e flat.

Spring came slow and sure
my neighbours went from my view
Fall caused their return.

Russ Conway, was part
of Bristol’s musical scene.
Still loved to this day.

There is a dead tree
still standing in my garden.
Woodpeckers find grubs.

house on Windmill Hill
It’s part of Bedminster
My Aunt Skrine lived there

Red hat man paid not
Escaped down a tax loop-hole
Red-Hat Ladies mad!

Rudyard Kipling Wrote
of a man who would be king
Red hats make not crowns