
The thing about my writing is that I’m not very good at writing expressively. Putting emotion into my writing. I find that very frustrating. I’ve moved on from Lock’s Dorset to Treve’s The Highways and Byways of Dorset Originally published in 1906, I have a 1980’s re-print. Even within the first chapter, the first page, first paragraph I was captured by the writing, there was something really expressive about the writing. I was taken straight away.
Here then, is another attempt at some expressive writing. The setting is me out for a morning walk, moving past St Georges Barracks off Mumby Road;
Walking past St Georges Barracks, the original buildings remain. Double-storied but with the first level partially submerged below ground, was there a defensive reason for this? These units are now sought-after flats, such a different use to the days of the seried barracks that once rang to the shouted orders of the Corporals and echoed to the stamping of the marching soldiers conducting their drill.
And so on to the Esplanade, where people come to while away the time watching the boats and ships, be it the small leisure craft marching line astern in the strictly defined channel. The Gosport Ferry plies its trade to and fro, conveying people to work or fetching home shoppers and merrymakers returning from their revelries.
I still am not sure that I’m there. But is that better?