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Well, it's nearly the end of November and the daily blogging challenge, so it's nearly December and of course I still buy my children Advent Calendars. The chocolate thing is very new to me. I grew up in the 1960s and I was grateful just to open a window and see a donkey or a… Continue reading Advent Calendars: Weekly Photo Challenge
I'm coming near to the end of my residency at Trowbridge Town Hall so I thought I'd say a few words about it. I had hoped to accomplish a lot more (and I haven't finished yet!) although there was never a formal agreement about what my role would entail. I approached Tracy Sullivan, Director of Town Hall Arts… Continue reading Poet in Residence at Trowbridge Town Hall
after Anthony Wilson's To Autumn I love walking I hate leaving the house I love wearing wellies I hate rain in my socks I love the sound of rain hitting the windows I hate rain down the back of my neck I love the thought of coming home to a warm house I hate… Continue reading O Autumn!
With Christmas approaching (sorry, can't deny it any longer), I thought that now would be a good time to mention these beautiful pamphlets from Candlestick Press which would definitely make a wonderful present for many people I know, even though their tag line suggests modestly that you might give them "instead of a card." (which is… Continue reading Candlestick Press Pamphlets
If we were having coffee, I'd tell you that I rarely meet anyone for coffee or lunch or dinner or any kind of beverage or refreshment or meal. I'd say "Instead of meeting somewhere for coffee, would you like to come round to my house and I will make you a delicious mixture of hot… Continue reading I rarely meet anyone for coffee
This week I've been aware of more sadness, worry, fear and dread. I've mostly been aware of this when I've been on the internet so I've tried not to be on the internet too much. Again, Summer Pierre has caught my mood well. I've been thinking about what to blog about and wondering if I should be… Continue reading Still here
We have mushrooms or toadstools growing in our garden. When our daughter was little, she told us these were fairies' houses and they needed water to make them grow so that the fairies would have more room. Recently I found a letter she'd put into a box and left next to the mushrooms: Dear Fairies I have… Continue reading Fairies in the garden
I've never thought of myself as a stubborn type but there must be something mulish about me as I persist in trying to reach the end of National Blog Posting Month. I am running out of blogging ideas and I am thinking about blogging when I should be doing other stuff. It's not meant to be like… Continue reading Beyond the halfway mark : #NaBloPoMo Day 17
Josephine Corcoran 
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