Yes . I Remember Steep – the Name

because one morning of heat I drew up there , unexpectedly ……to find I was visiting the place where Edward Thomas had lived – and his death in France is remembered .


A glorious day in quintessentially English Countryside .

The rolling wooded , green shapes of the Hangars before us ,

A gentle downhill , although steep – I remember that  – walk .

Drawn towards the sound of the waterfall with the beckoning peaceful stream .

Strangely bestraddled by a lone strand of barbed wire .

An accidental homage to Thomas?


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Sharing ideas and experiences drawn from 30 years as a Public Service Leader . Firm believer in the value of Public Service and the importance of vision , strategy , communication and engagement in making a positive difference to people’s lives .Hopefully helping make sense of what often seems a complicated world .

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