To Everywhere – Fleetwood, Lancashire, 1976

The translucent-pink rims of a pair of National Health glasses occasionally bobbed up to make an appearance, before sinking back down behind the orange wall that separated them from me. Next to that orange wall, stood another orange wall, this one sporting rims of translucent blue. When the pink sank down, the blue bobbed up. I…

Elemental: A Savvy Poem

  Uncomplicated. Simple. Insignificant. Essential – the tale that is me.   Copyright owned by Jay Cool, June 2019

Being Irish

Haggis? Pukka Pie? The connection? chriÜö&§._*stian.ude@wenh??§ÄZb.de   In the world of Jay Cool, all is connected. If like I, Jay Cool, your genetic material was handed down to future generations via a sperm and an egg that got together in a cave in Nescliffe, Myddle, courtesy of your Great-Something-Grandfather, Humphrey Kynaston, you will understand my meaning….

Stone Toes

  Joe Cool (1760-1833), Jay Cool’s Great-Great-Great Grandfather, from  Myddle, Shropshire     I don’t recall having too many conversations with my Grandad, Arnold Cool, as I spent most of my time during family visits to Single Lane, taking a wide berth around his armchair, for fear of my leg being grabbed and my foot…

To Everywhere – Aberdeen, 1978

Aberdeen, Grampian Region, 1978   Cat Litter   A terrace of dark, dull and dank grey-granite eyesores. Duthie Terrace. Cold, wet and dreary. Aberdeen. Our new home. “Turn back!” “What?” “Turn back!” screeched my mum. “Turn the car around right now! We’re going right back where we came from!” Amused, I watched as my dad’s face turned…

Sun, Saltwater and Stones

Felixstowe, 1977 to 1978 From Fleetwood to Felixstowe. From the Fisherman’s Mission to the British Sailor’s Society. From a dingy flat amidst other dingy flats, in the middle of noisy, smelly and drunken docklands; to a three-bed semi, with a beautiful-red-shiny front door – our own front door – at the beginning of a quiet…