Leonard Sheppard

My name is Leonard Sheppard. A film maker of some repute. In 1982 I began work at the BBC as a tea boy. This led to the role of deputy news editor for North West Wales in late 1983, when my dedication to tea was recognised by Director Of Factual Content, Graham Sheppard. Now here i am...

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Apr 29
Great beards think alike.

Great beards think alike.


Apr 26
Famous Kitchen No. 21 - John Lennon

Famous Kitchen No. 21 - John Lennon


Apr 23
Famous kitchen No. 2 - Audrey Hepburn

Famous kitchen No. 2 - Audrey Hepburn


Apr 21
60’s summer style. I can just see myself up Primrose hill in one of these 2 piece numbers.

60’s summer style. I can just see myself up Primrose hill in one of these 2 piece numbers.


Me and Colleen.


Apr 20
To be quite terse,  there’s nothing worse than roaches in the kitchen. A scrap of bread, their family’s fed, while I’m perplexed and bitchin’. In days gone by I made a pie… You’d rather I skip the rest? Let it be said a roach that’s dead
 
 is always at its best. So no more Zen,  not now or then.  Scratch live & let live ways. A roach who shares MY kitchen dares
to see its final days!

To be quite terse,
there’s nothing worse
than roaches in the kitchen.
A scrap of bread,
their family’s fed,
while I’m perplexed and bitchin’.

In days gone by
I made a pie…
You’d rather I skip the rest?
Let it be said
a roach that’s dead

 


is always at its best.

So no more Zen,
not now or then.
Scratch live & let live ways.
A roach who shares
MY kitchen dares

to see its final days!


Mar 24
The Woodland
A precious place,  Rare as a gem Fruit of nature’s compassion Growing free,  High, dense and green -  Plant varieties mingle,  The seen and the unseen.
The towering chestnut, The humble elder, Protect the ground For nature’s tenure Colonising bare soil, Uncompromised by Tarmac, fence or wall.
Water meets earth, Leaves pattern the sky May blossoms freely  Sprout on stark Branch and bough;  Scents, sounds and textures The woods bestow.
Even in a parched spring The ghost of the stream lives on.  Plants wait for fresh rainfall Dew and water surge. Season After season, in leaf and stem: Sap falls and rises, plants Wither and grow again.

The Woodland

A precious place,
Rare as a gem
Fruit of nature’s compassion
Growing free,
High, dense and green -
Plant varieties mingle,
The seen and the unseen.

The towering chestnut,
The humble elder,
Protect the ground
For nature’s tenure
Colonising bare soil,
Uncompromised by
Tarmac, fence or wall.

Water meets earth,
Leaves pattern the sky
May blossoms freely
Sprout on stark
Branch and bough;
Scents, sounds and textures
The woods bestow.

Even in a parched spring
The ghost of the stream lives on.
Plants wait for fresh rainfall
Dew and water surge. Season
After season, in leaf and stem:
Sap falls and rises, plants
Wither and grow again.


Mar 16

Checking back in with Toast Girl. If you meet her, tell her i said hi.


Mar 9

John Lennon isn’t meant to sound like this. But I like it.


Mar 3

Having one of those days. Fee like this.


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