Travelling on the Somerset & Dorset

Into the Light

The marble tiles reflected the soft pink bulbs

Which were hung carelessly from the station wall

I had reached my destination

But no-one came to greet me

I knew then that the azure kings had lied


Midsomer Norton

The famous children’s author

Roald Dahl’s

First job

Was selling kerosene

In Midsomer Norton

He was a lucky fellow

As I am still awaiting my train

Which is now

Fifty-one years late