Recoreded by Joe on Jerry's 80th birthday

Somewhere A Blackbird

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Not A Soul 01

In Praise Of Windows

The Giants Shadow

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A Chalk Pebble

Poem from Jerry's 1981 book Itchen Water. The story of the diver William Walker who saved Winchester Cathedral.
Before his work, the cathedral had been in imminent danger of collapse as it sank slowly into the ground, which consisted of peat. To enable bricklayers to build supporting walls, the groundwater level had to be lowered. Normally, the removal of the groundwater would have caused the collapse of the building. So, to give temporary support to the foundation walls, some 235 pits were dug along the southern and eastern sides of the building, each about six metres deep. Walker went down and shored up the walls by putting concrete underneath them. He worked six hours a day—in complete darkness, because the sediment suspended in the water was impenetrable to light.

The Diver - Jeremy Hooker

The Saga of W.P.C. Sadie Stick, MacLagan and Bomber Dina
Mike Absalom

They say she ate to satiate a need for love
She was a breed above the average Police-woman
WPC Sadie Stick, big and fat and round and thick
Eighteen stone with a hairy lip, oh bruvver!
MacLagan hankered after her with hankering and grief
And frequently when drunk he'd sing behind his handkerchief:

WPC Sadie Stick! Hit me again with your big black stick!
I'll 'ave a word with you when I find my dic---tionary!

The night of the Policeman's Ball MacLagan met her in the hall
He said:" 'Ello! 'Ello, 'ello 'ello!
She turned and looked him in the face
As friendly as a can of Mace and said:
"Are you someone that I know?
Is it the gay Lothario? Is it Don Giovanni?
Don't drop your balls into my court
You nasty little mannie!"

WPC Sadie Stick! Hit me again with your big black stick!
I'll 'ave a word with you when I find my dic---tionary!

When a bust is damned a dam is bust
Giving Sadie up for lust
MacLagan said: "It's hard to hold yer own!"
Sadie Sadie, I would like to stick my finger in the dyke
I'll drown of love if you leave me here alone
Drunk on an empty head, he sought the porcine porcelain
And as he groped his drunken way
They heard this sad refrain:

WPC Sadie Stick! Hit me again with your big black stick!
I'll 'ave a word with you when I find my dic---tionary!

Meanwhile back in Notting Hill
The moon showed up like a mandrax pill
In the sky, so high, like everybody
Bomber Dinah with delight stuffed her bra with gelignite;
She's a booby trap just for tonight, and Noddy!
Up in the sweaty ballroom things were swinging
As she cased the place she heard MacLagan singing:

WPC Sadie Stick! Hit me again with your big black stick!
I'll 'ave a word with you when I find my dic---tionary!

Behind the wall, Dinah unseen laid bare her bulging magazine
But suddenly MacLagan did appear
He muttered :"Is this where the gents is?"
Then a vision pierced his drunken senses
Big and bold and beautiful and bare!
"It must be Sadie, half undressed!
If she was French she'd be from Brest
I always did like Bristols best! I love you!

WPC Sadie Stick! Hit me again with your big black stick!
I'll 'ave a word with you when I find my dic---tionary!"

Dinah was not like other girls. She had a twin-set but no pearls
She shouted: "Kill the Pigs!" and then exploded
MacLagan took off through the air, wrapped in a red hot brassiere
He said: "I did not know the girl was loaded!"
A satellite was set alight high in the London sky!
As it tumbled over Notting Hill you could hear it cry:

WPC Sadie Stick! Hit me again with your big black stick!
I'll 'ave a word with you when I find my dic---tionary!"

The Saga of W.P.C. Sadie Stick, MacLagan and Bomber Dina - sung by Jim Insole-23-03-2016

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