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Proper Weeping
This week there has been a lot of weeping – proper weeping of the wet face, snotty-nose, aching chest variety. My daughter has moved out of our home and into a house share in South West London, not that far from where she was born, in fact, although she doesn’t remember that, being not quite Read more
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August Postcards
Our household of four is gathering its belongings together to make new plans in the Covid19 world. We can’t really say post-covid yet, can we, since the virus is still circulating? I am writing less poetry and more prose, writing and typing, one word at at a time. As I loop ink around printed out Read more
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What the real world is
This week I wore my mask every time I went into a shop or a shopping mall, which is more frequently than I had been doing. Once Boris Johnson announced that face coverings will become compulsory inside shops in England from July 24 (or possibly July 23? I’m not sure of the date) I noticed Read more
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With lockdown hair and a face mask, I rejoin the world
I’m writing this post while sitting on a bench by the side of the canal in Bradford-on-Avon. I’m writing in a small sparkly notebook and I’ll type up these notes later when I return home. It’s nearly 3pm on Friday, 3rd July, 2020. I left home just after 2pm to catch the train here, just Read more
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Corona Diary: Half year, middle of the week catch-up
A small rambling post about what I’m up to at the moment, what’s happening out here in my little corner of the West Wiltshire town that’s been my home for the past 17 years, and what’s new since my first post about living through the Covid-19 pandemic in the UK. News in the garden: our Read more
