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  • News/No News in April

    News/No News in April

    I’ve fallen off the blogging bus and I’m struggling to climb back on. I’m not sure why because it isn’t travelling very fast. Perhaps it’s my dodgy knee/s. Anyway – Hello! – even if it’s already May. I’m fully recovered from my first Covid-19 jab (Oxford AstraZeneca) and waiting for a date for my second. Read more

  • Diary Snippets, weekending 14 March, 2021

    Diary Snippets, weekending 14 March, 2021

    Saturday and Sunday Saturday was spent driving our son back to his student flat in London. It was the first time we’d been that way since Christmas when we picked him up to come home for the holidays. Everyone says London is much quieter because of the pandemic and of course it’s true. Both of Read more

  • Recent Diary Snippets

    Recent Diary Snippets

    Monday and Tuesday It’s incredible to think that it is nearly one year since the first UK lockdown, when the whole of the country learned a new way of living. The weather has been gifting us with some spring-like days which I’ve really enjoyed. My son is going back to his student accommodation in London Read more

  • No Big Leaps in February

    No Big Leaps in February

    What a pipsqueak of a month February is. Over in the blink of an eye, or perhaps that’s just me experiencing time whizzing past as I grow older. I finished the Papatango online playwriting course at the beginning of the month. Taking part in the course enabled me to edit and finish an audio play Read more

  • DIY Poetry Writing Workshops

    DIY Poetry Writing Workshops

    In 2017 – 2018 I had a lovely time working in a secondary school in Bath one day work, employed as a Writer in Residence. I used this blog as a notebook to document the workshops, so I thought I’d link to a few of the posts I wrote, for anyone who might find them Read more

  • January 2021 at And Other Poems

    January 2021 at And Other Poems

    Jessica Mookherjee began the new year at And Other Poems with two poems offering glimpses of the end of the world, and dreams of the moon singing Indian lullabies on the pier at Mumbles Head.   Eve Ellis, meanwhile, gave us a prose poem about watching a film on TV, maybe a real film or Read more