Roy Stannard
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THE LOST IMMORTALS – EXPANDING YOUR MUSICAL HORIZONS https://anchor.fm/roy-stannard/episodes/Lost-Immortals-Ep-161-24-4-22-with-Roy-Stannard-and-Matt-Staples-on-Burgess-Hill-Radio-103-8FM-e1hjq3g Ep 161 24.4.22 5-7pm on Burgess Hill Community Radio103.8FM with Roy Stannard and Matthew Staples www.burgesshillradio.co.uk/listenlive Like Brighton‘s West Pier some songs survive through the years, unloved and neglected until suddenly they are re-discovered and retrieve their beauty, but in a totally different way. Like seagulls Read more
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Why we should all be more like Nobby Read more
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Grief is the trigger mechanism built into our complicated psychology that makes us aware of the broken world around us. We don’t rejoice in suffering, we do something about it. God sacrificed his son to save a seriously messed-up world. We can assume that this was not a joyful experience. Grief can save you. Read more
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The Importance of Small Things I’m tired of the grand gestures. The overblown bows in front of an invisible crowd The forgettable pomp and unnecessary circumstance The people-pleasing patinas on public faces. I’m tired of political windbags blowing a gale The Lèse-majesté torpor and the majestic mistakes The talking up themselves And the clown princes Read more
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An unlikely musical partnership has emerged from a chance encounter between radio commercial manager and presenter Roy Stannard and carpet estimator Nick Potter who works at the Rustington branch of Tapi Carpets. Nick Potter arrived at Roy Stannard’s house in Burgess Hill early in 2015 to measure up for a carpet fitting but the conversation Read more
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Who is like God? Love was the father and love the mother. You arrived in December, anticipating another Christmas A reward in yourself rather than a present A pilgrimage more than a journey Because we cannot find love in ourselves Only with another And you were the purest love The world of love in Read more
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The Language of Us Before you, I walked at the edge of the group A straggler in strangers My life didn’t fit, held together with an unsafety pin I was made not to measure A bird not of a feather And my hesitant shadow held back Expecting never to be expectant, half a step Read more
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Through a mutual friend the opportunity arose recently to interview in a kind of Desert Island (Denton Island?) Discs format, the former Chancellor and Deputy Prime Minister, Lord Denis Healey, who resides at Alfriston and is one of the dominant figures in Twentieth Century politics. Read more
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Moment There was a New York moment An ice-splinter in a sheet of sunlight When without the aid of smart devices Using dumb mind trails and heartstrings We managed to connect Like two sparrowhawks circling the Downs Two wayfaring strangers caught in eye contact A brother and a sister separated at the orphanage The Read more
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No longer see straw men But the beauty of lovers Making hay while the sun shines. Read more
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