I garnish the papers on which I write With talk of jewels to make them cheap, No expense, no price to talk of emerald daggers, diamond crowns and ruby coronets, The real gems are temperance and lack of cigarettes.

How many expensive things are little better than cut glass? Veneer not just as good as solid wood? The work of our children's hands at school worth more than Chippendales as a rule. But still we value life so little, The little boy in the middle of a war-torn town in the Middle-East, Do you or I really care, As long as our own treasures are nowhere near?

– Jules Horsfield, Coleford.