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Dudbridge Railway Station

  I often walk the cycle track below Rodborough Hill, The old Midland Railway spur from Dudbridge, And I often cycle the track on to Nailsworth, Musing on the springs and watercourses, the ancient holloways, The Roman villa, medieval ridge and furrow, the woollen mills, The occasional mill chimney, still rising high into the Stroudwater sky. But, today, I stand at the blue brick retaining wall At the old Dudbridge railway station, Watching the cars career around the roundabout, Drivers mostly oblivious of the history of Dudbridge; But when I ignore the roar of the traffic, And I find my mind’s historical eye, I can see a medieval pilgrim crossing the bridge, A packhorse with Cotswold wool a mile behind. For here I stand by the confluence of two rivers. But also, at the junction of...

Pop-up Museums Musing

Radical Stroud and Pop-up Museums I suppose we ought to start this piece with our own working-definition of a Pop-up Museum: ‘a temporary exhibition carefully curated, but with changing displays created by visitors with a widening circle of participants: a sort of...

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England v Mexico

Rodborough Fields Mexico v England   The Prince Albert Estadio Azteca   Hard to imagine these places conjoined By anything other than a football match, But the cochineal beetle from Mexico Provided the dye for Stroud scarlet cloth, Once stretched out on...

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Glocal History and Stroud

The Museum in the Park Local and Global History ‘Glocal History’ A Critique   Let me say at the outset of this critique that I absolutely love the Museum in the Park and I absolutely love visiting there to learn more about Stroud’s local history: my Stroud...

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World Cup Boycott?

The 2026 World Cup My mate says he’s going to boycott the World Cup: He says he’s not going to watch any of the matches; I said you have to set your alarm clock then, Because sleeping through the night isn’t a boycott, That’s just sleeping – if you’re going to...

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