richard pierce

richard pierce

29 August 2014


those words I waste
on the media social
on the bullies who don’t understand

i could write that
into a poem or a novel
or a letter

black ink
i used to love that
in another age

we lived then
like breathed fresh air
and stuff
and walked and wrote
and said things to people’s faces
until they walked away
or beat us up

those were the days

fuck fuck fuck
it’s all changed
and no-one understands
a word we say
or write

they’re too busy
making up what they think
is a new language
when it’s nothing but shit
and no-one’s listening

fuck oh fuck
fuck them all

give me a piece of paper

r, stradbroke, 29/08/2014, 01:07

You Don't

You don’t know how much I love you
I spend nights awake
Whole nights
And nights away
Whole nights
And sleepless
Like the one now
And tomorrow
And yesterday
Because it doesn’t stop, in my head

You and the girls and the boy
And what I owe you
And what you all could do
That I could say you owe me
But that I don’t expect
Because it’s not expectation
It’s hope
For you to have better things now
And when I’ve gone

Somewhere else I sleep all night
Every night
But that’s another universe
And I’m different there

R, Stradbroke, 15/08/2014, 02:25

11 August 2014

My latest email to Tesco

I may, in due course, publish the whole email thread of my ongoing battle with Tesco regarding a faulty laptop, but thought a taster would do to start with:

From: Richard Pierce-Saunderson []
Sent: 11 August 2014 11:31
To: ''
Subject: RE: TES5916243NI: Re your recent enquiry


Dear xxxxx,

So much for a constructive dialogue. When I opened this email, I couldn’t believe what I was reading, especially when I received your subsequent email telling me it was my responsibility to pay for a report that shouldn’t actually even be necessary. That’s one reason why I’m not responding until now, because I am incredulous and angry at the position you are being made to take. It is seriously beyond belief.

I cannot believe that even Tesco is stooping to such depths and bullying one of its customers who is coming to you with a justified complaint about a faulty product, and that Tesco is ignoring my rights to a replacement or free repair for an obviously faulty laptop. This is a simple issue which could very simply be resolved. Tesco is choosing not to resolve it simply.

The FT recently said that “Tesco needs to take drastic action to protect its future.” I would suggest that one of the steps it needs to take is to actually listen to its customers and protect those customers’ rights rather than trying to beat those customers into submission. Tesco will lose more than just me as a customer if this approach continues, and then it will be looking at more than just a halving of profits as it is now.

I do expect this issue to be resolved to my, your customer’s, satisfaction, and I will continue to argue my case here, privately, as well as online, until it is.

Best regards,


7 August 2014

This Suffolk Idyll

When I tell people I don’t know that I live in a Suffolk village, they invariably sigh and say “How idyllic.” And that’s how I, too, thought it would be when I first moved into Stradbroke in 2006. Unfortunately, that’s not exactly the way it is. In fact, idyllic is the last word I’d use to describe the poisonouos atmosphere pervading in this once-friendly village.

There are many people in this village I would gladly put my hand in the fire for, but they aren’t the people seeking to dominate this place of 1,200 souls; they’re not the people seeking to become latter-day squires because they have nothing better to do. Actually, come to think of it, my friends are those who work hard from dawn to dusk, and then spend an awful lot of their time volunteering for the causes in the village they hold dear. And democracy is one of those things my friends hold dear.

There have been wider and more earth-shattering protests against the 1% than this village could muster. However, when the village was in danger of losing its library some years ago, 250 people lined the streets, asked serious questions of politicians, signed petitions, and fought tooth and nail to save the library, which, thanks to their efforts, is, at the moment safe.

But now, in this village, today, there are direct threats to democracy, citizens’ rights, and freedom of information. The Parish Council is a deeply divided and divisive body, certain members of which believe it is acceptable to make personal attacks on people who don’t share their opinion, personal attacks not limited to fellow councillors, but members of the general public, too. There are parish councillors who believe that their word carries more weight than anyone else’s, including the word of the law. And when anyone disagrees with them, they intimidate and bully. I have heard it said that they even boast that justice will not be able to touch them because the person they are attacking hasn’t got enough money to take them to court. This is obviously a village where time has stood still – for some people at least – those who wouldn’t know the meaning of pro bono if they were educated, those who wouldn’t know the meaning of democracy if they had to vote for it.

Take note, you nameless bullies, oafs and law breakers. Justice will have the last word. And it won’t be on your side.

5 August 2014

WWI Pentaptych


The lights go out over Europe
Where war is too remote for understanding.
Though it's less than a generation
Since genocide.


In homes without walls
In homes still at war;
Not from middle-class choice
But from fear and despair.


to remember the war to end all wars
and still we fight
over power and organised religion.
Man's inhumanity to man


we honour our fallen friends
in all conflicts,
not the politicians
who perpetuate war
from safety and wealth.


over europe
if you give fascists
your vote
regardless of colour
or nationality.
remember the future
as well as the past.