End of month, rainy Sunday blog

Last year, I entered poems into more competitions than usual. I wonder why I did this? Perhaps I was trying to win some money in a patchy year or trying to store up funds for whatever lay ahead? I'm not sure, but, in any case, it's a good job I wasn't relying on competition prizes… Continue reading End of month, rainy Sunday blog

Not quite here, not quite anywhere.

I've been absent, absent-minded, not quite here, out of sorts, not myself.  I've been a bit poorly, had some kind of bug, haven't been sleeping well and, to make matters worse, because I lost my only pair of decent reading glasses, I'm wearing an old pair which are scratched, not the right prescription and giving… Continue reading Not quite here, not quite anywhere.