never knowingly without a pen
I was going to write about what 'local' means to you, that is, ask you for your definition of the word, since one week into a UK national lockdown, there are news reports about a police force fining people for driving somewhere to exercise. During the first lockdown, in the spring, there were reports of… Continue reading Reasons to be or not to be cheerful, or not. Or something.
When I was on the Aldeburgh Eight Advanced Poetry Seminar at Bruisyard Hall last November with seven other poets, I was encouraged to go for a walk every morning at nine o'clock. When I say 'encouraged' I mean that the eight of us, in pairs, whatever the weather, were turfed out of the house for a thirty… Continue reading Finding a hand-built lathe on my daily walk
It's been a long time since I took part in the Weekly Photo Challenge at WordPress which, this week, is 'Dialogue' (http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/dialogue/). The idea of placing two images next to each other to tell a story appealed to me. As a writer, I'm longing to tell you what the story of these two pictures is… Continue reading Talking Pictures
Josephine Corcoran 