Positivity thread

The price of heating oil is in the 20p's per litre, the lowest by far that I've seen it in 10 years, driven by the collapse of crude oil prices. If you can, fill your tank up now. As an added positivity it's not even worth scallies nicking it at the moment.

I paid less than £1 per litre for unleaded petrol yesterday.

MR, Village Inn by Leonard Clark is a wonderful evocation of village life. Born and raised in the "Vorest" I think.
I do enjoy your posts, thank you

Thanks TOS, yes I'm really enjoying learning about Leonard Clark. Here's a link to info on his unusual upbringing in Cinderford.

http://www.readingtheforest.co.uk/leonard-clark.html

Yes domestic oil is very cheap!!! Unfortunately I ordered a fill up 6 weeks ago and won't need another until late summer probably. I ordered on a Fri afternoon - had I done so on the following Monday I would have saved over £150. Doh.

It's nearly always the way. I was pleading with my supplier to get a delivery the week before Christmas, I'd run out of oil as well as logs and the electric shower was on the blink. I'd have paid any price for some warmth and hot water.

Thanks TOS, yes I'm really enjoying learning about Leonard Clark. Here's a link to info on his unusual upbringing in Cinderford.

http://www.readingtheforest.co.uk/leonard-clark.html

Fascinating MR. It would explain the Wikipedia account which says born in Guernsey and then says in contradiction, born and raised in the Forest of Dean.
Clearly had an influence on Winifred Foley.
I will see if my friend from Cinderford, an aspiring poet, is aware of him.

The Three Winds, Laurie Lee

The hard blue winds of March
shake the young sheep
and flake the long stone walls;
now from the gusty grass
comes the homed music of rams,
and plovers fall out of the sky
filling their wings with snow.

Tired of this northern tune
the winds turn soft
blowing white butterflies
out of the dog-rose hedges,
and schoolroom songs are full
of boys’ green cuckoos
piping the summer round

Till August sends at last
its brick-red breath
over the baking wheat and blistered poppy,
brushing with feathered hands
the skies of brass, with dreams of river moss
my thirst’s delirium.

Here's a bit of positivity it's called

Lockdown Advantages

Broad Beans flourishing,
Spuds recovered from the frost.
Onions fine, need no nourishing,
Two Cucumber plants definitely lost.

Runner Beans appearing,
Blackcurrant Bushes growing fruits.
Spinach great, weeds need clearing.
Peas want support as they send out shoots.

French Beans set in their place
Leeks watered, standing tall.
Beetroot growing fast, lettuces apace.
Me, on the allotment in thrall.

Alfred Lord Tension (2020) @ALTension

Hooray ALT magnificent stuff. I'm jealous both of your poetic and of your green fingered skills