is a place for poetry, music and even the odd artwork, the online home
of The Children, John Gibbens and Armorel Weston. Now the tipi is pitched
in the deep south of
between the Dulwich oaks, the Gipsy Hill and the Crystal Palace transmitter.
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by The Children
and The Mind Shop,
featuring Armorel Weston
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John's spirit lives on through his work
Read his obituary in The Telegraph
for the Day
The Battle of Waterloo.
Life insurance, sir?
by John Gibbens
The Children's two last videos on YouTube: Black
Mountain Home and Shady
A tribute to the art of
’Asta Kristinsdóttir Wathen
A poem of the retrofuture
copy £7 inc p+p
captures the songs and rhythms of love and London”
Gun Site An allotment poem: lines
from the beginning of Spring
agitators, no clubs, no epidemical errors, ever were, or will be,
fatal to social order in any nation. Nothing but the guilt of the
upper classes, wanton, accumulated, reckless, and merciless, ever
overthrows them. Of such guilt they have now much to answer for
let them look to it in time.