Here is some verse I wrote to rib my best friend Adam at his wedding. As he is a decade or more older than his lovely bride, it felt fitting to cast him as a desperate batchelor, racing time’s “Winged Chariot” to the altar!
My first best man's speech for my brother Tom, for which I crafted a a “lost Canterbury Tale” which mirrored Tom’s life as a character from the Middle Ages on a desperate quest for a Viking Princess - his wife is Danish!
A single poem, in the form of two sonnets, which I wrote for my sister Katie's wedding to Liam. It was a rare departure into the more serious side of verse, but sonnets sure have pedigree when it comes to expressing theses around love!
A eulogy for dear, wonderful, Elizabeth Cary who had enjoyed a long, rich academic life in Cambridge since the 1950s with husband, Peter. It was an honour to have the opportunity to recite this verse, and it seemed to be very much appreciated.
