Rich Uridge

Rich Uridge

Training company boss by day. Poet and a whole heap of other things by night. Plus the son of a mother who was killed in a care home while living with dementia.
  • Joined: August 18, 2015
  • Articles: 159
  • Comments: 19

Goofy

It’s 10.30 at night here in California and in precisely six and a half hours our alarm will go off on a routine that will continue for the next 28 days. Up at 5am. Breakfast at 5.30am. On the road…

Hot cross bums

Drive through banks, drive through chemists, drive through launderettes, drive through restaurants, drive through funeral parlours… Okay I made the last one up. But all the same nobody seems to walk anywhere much in this part of America so the…

Raw like sushi

Humans, like hire cars, need refuelling. Although there the similarity ends. Our Chevy Tahoe with its huge gas tank can go days between refills. We can manage only a few hours between meals. And while eating fast food and filling…

LA is a great big freeway

Burt Bacharach and Hal David were right. LA is a great big freeway. But as such it isn’t crash hot for cycling (more hot crash) so we hire a Chevy Tahoe for the 40 mile journey from LAX to the…

Stars

While you were sleeping The Plough cut a furrow across the field of night. Owls hooted and screeched in it’s wake Feasting on the shiny seeds of light that Orion cast from the pouch hitched to his rhinestone belt.

(F)owl play

The owls were sated. Full of moles and torn up scraps of suede-skinned voles. Plucked from the ground in the dead of night by the white-winged warrior with the gift of flight. They didn’t hear the approach of death for…

Entwined

The snow was mostly gone. But it lingered in the tramlines where tractors had trodden two months earlier. Then the ground was sticky and the tyres left what, from this distance, looked like the parallel prints of a finger painting.…