Tag Archives: Hartlepool

You’ll See Wonders

Posted on September 15, 2020 by Harry Nicholson

My latest book appeared on Amazon on Sunday. The title comes from advice given when I went to sea: brother-in-law, an engineer with Elder Dempster, cautioned me to never be cynical – ‘You’ll see wonders’, he said. ‘You’ll See Wonders’ … Continue reading →

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New Review

Posted on July 15, 2020 by Harry Nicholson

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Best-Days-memoir-sea/dp/1981922954/ref=sxts_sxwds-bia-wc-drs1_0?cv_ct_cx=best+of+days&dchild=1&keywords=best+of+days&pd_rd_i=1981922954&pd_rd_r=d1757d8b-8f3d-469a-a802-8b0b0f17d564&pd_rd_w=kPsgm&pd_rd_wg=XRxlX&pf_rd_p=3bc9f5f9-9cd9-4de8-b98a-8830064f6b96&pf_rd_r=TYWSNPABVNJBBZ2WVWDN&psc=1&qid=1594806953&s=books&sr=1-1-95fb4f3c-fa15-48dc-bab1-67b29ab0ca13Worldometer says that 3,297 book titles have been published so far today. An independent author can be lost in this ocean of books. From time to time my memoir ‘The Best of Days’ pops to the surface with another review. … Continue reading →

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Seacoal 1953

Posted on January 30, 2017 by Harry Nicholson

Fifteen and I’m growing strong and Durham County is dotted with coal mines. The collieries on the coast dump rock spoil and slaggy coal mixtures by conveyor belts straight onto the inter-tidal zone. Tides wash back and forth, they suck … Continue reading →

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From my box of poems.

Posted on April 27, 2012 by Harry Nicholson

I wanted to post something today, but my writing arm is idle. So I’ll resort to a rummage among my poems. Here is a storm, still remembered: Lost Ship We saw nothing on the wind-glazed surface, nothing floating in the … Continue reading →

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Why Tom Fleck?

Posted on July 2, 2011 by Harry Nicholson

Tom Fleck’s declaration of love: ‘You are the first gleam of dawn that swells the green linnet’s breast, and throbs his heart with joy. You are the sun at Noon, that golds the barley, and pulls the bee to the … Continue reading →

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Four Tides

Posted on June 7, 2011 by Harry Nicholson

Four tides have come and gone since we sank my sister’s ashes into the sea off Hartlepool. Her son had brought them from Australia. We chose a rock pool where Dorothy would have played as a child. We read poems … Continue reading →

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UFO over Hartlepool

Posted on May 2, 2011 by Harry Nicholson

Winter c. 1949, West View council estate, Hartlepool. ‘Goal!’ Rueben Wright shouted as the lop-sided football crashed into the garden gate. The metal sneck clattered as the wood of the gate took the shock and a bit more green paint … Continue reading →

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