Feliks Tabis Paris Jazz Cafe Swing Band

Great 5 piece ensemble Feliks Tabis violin, saxophone, Katie P. vocals, percussion, Sam Hughes guitar, Olly Blanchflower double bass , Andy Bowen Guitar

A menu of classics from the roaring 20s, 30s,40s to the finest Hot Club Jazz

“Souful melodies of the violin 7 swinging rhythms of Maccaferri guitars”

Evergreen Hall Broadwell GL16 7BN 8pm

adv tickets £10 www.ticketsource.co.uk / £12 on door ( cash only) from 7-30pm

Next month thurs 25th November “Louder is Not Always Clearer” a theatre show about the experiences of a deaf man,”funny,Inventive, powerful” … sell out show at the Edinburgh Festival

www.mrandmrsclark.co.uk

following our national Poetry day special on Zoom which welcomed voices from as far away as Florida and Denmark

we return with another Zoom Open Mike special on thurs 21st from 8pm

still connecting on 603 854 102 pw 018454

Our next live event is monday 25th from 7-30pm at the Bream coffee shop GL15 6JE

entry is £5 includes a cake….its always a mix of poetry, stories, interruptions and performances

everyone is welcome to consume or take a spot on stage…..

A familiar image for Oh Crumbs regulars- Rhys Trimble in full flow

a memorable night/ one of our special guest events

 

Ziggy’s Challenge by Charlie Markwick

 

My childhood garden, the soil in which I grew.

So much richness in my life.

And as I flail around,

The weft of grief crossing my life’s thread.

I’m thankful for the warmth of garden past.

 

My mother’s form is kneeling,

Squeezing secateurs to snip.

Her gift, rosebuds in the stonewalled living room.

 

I see my father clench his shiny spade.

His pride, the tool he hefts to sculpt the kitchen patch.

His gift, fruit and veg for each and every day.

 

But most of all the thrill of winter’s night

The snow imbuing dark with eerie light.

The waking and clouds of morning breath.

The strange and alien crystal pattern on the glass

Not outside this but in the room itself.

The crunch of scraping ice to view the garden snow

Beckoning my play.

Then frost cold hands that hurt as warmth returns

With stinging slaps to make my blood run bold and warm.

 

So much to nurture me in times of need

Each memory a lovely precious seed.

 

Walton House 24/04/19

 

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