A Good Friday fair is held every year on Rivington Pike, Lancashire.

The Bat

As I was going to Rivington Fair,
I found you in daylight, still as the air,
Your wings were outstretched as if in flight,
But you, sonic seer, were as dead as night.

Chris Fernie, 2006

Poetry by Chris Fernie
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Written on 2006-10-27 at 09:37

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Kathy Lockhart
I hope he resurrected on Sunday.

Su. G
Enjoyed it very much. was delightful.