Here’s another object from our stores. If you were writing a label for it what would you put on it? Suggestions from our social media followers include: “It probably would say the best cider you can get here in Crawley where our orchards used to be our town.” “Take a…
Poetry in Lotion A woman, her face caged, epee in hand. Crimson lipsticked mouth, black liner eyes. Men in suits, in the background, watching her. A highly erotic image in the archive of Crawley Museum. Fencing is a sweaty business, the photo cannot be true. But I love it, and…
Here’s another object from our stores. If you were writing a label for it what would you put on it? Suggestions from our followers on social media included: “Your butter will taste better with this brilliant butter machine.” “Afore ye butter shop your servant slapped milk and whey about in…
Rubbish Rubbish under bushes, rubbish everywhereShould I ring the council, do you think they’ll care?Kentucky and McDonalds the take away meal treatDon’t they know their wrappers are littering our streets?‘Keep Britain Tidy’ was the slogan of the dayThe old road sweeper with his brush to sweep the mess awayThis sight…
Woodall-Duckham House At 11 The Boulevard in Crawley the “Platform_” building is a modern condominium of flats which opened in 2016. Mia lives together with her parents Sonya and Allan on the second floor in the West Wing in a nice two-bedroom apartment overlooking the shops on the opposite side…
A Crawley Parody PreludeFree time free land free loveEverything was free It was the season for bicyclesAnd we wanted to raceOn a track with lots of featuresTough, very little grace Someone thought to ask DonBecause he had the toolsImplements borrowed fromThe councils unused pools Donald a real skivvyReady within two…
Town All these big palaces and castles The centrefold of tourism But what about that little town Now built up, the history forgotten How much i know of the Tudors, Victorians and the woes of war On such a large scale. But oh, How little i know of this local…
WHERE’S THE QUEEN? When I was young I saw the Queen,Opening a building new and clean.I thought she’d be in royal gown,With jewels and sceptre, wearing crown,Like the queens in all my books;I expected Royal looks.The crowd were cheering; “Hip hooray!Oh, this is a lovely day!”Mum, excited, “There’s she is!”I…
THE CROW I am the crow From my perch on high I see the town below. I’ve watched you Crawley, I’ve seen you grow. From stones to iron and the age old market. The coaching stops, trains and the old racecourse Machines matching my ability to fly The New Town…
As part of our 2020 exhibition on historical writing about Crawley, we were running a writing competition and displaying the entries in our temporary exhibition space. As we then closed to the public due to Covid-19 we wanted to find a different way of sharing the writings with people, so…
