Reading, writing, planning, etc.

I haven't written much about my everyday life recently so I thought I'd do an update. My once a week job in a school ended in July and very quickly after that I was awarded a small bursary to write new poems about the heritage, history and landscape of the area in and around Amesbury.  … Continue reading Reading, writing, planning, etc.

Poet Bloggers 2018 Revival Tour

I'm a pretty regular blogger but I have let things slip a bit recently, mostly because I've been busy doing other kinds of writing.  In a bid to up my game,  I've been kindly added to this list of poet bloggers who are trying to blog weekly in 2018. You can also add yourself to … Continue reading Poet Bloggers 2018 Revival Tour

At the year’s halfway point

My children's exams are over.  For my son, a season of campouts and festivals has already begun. My daughter also has exciting, if slightly less grungy, plans.  Four years worth of scrawled-on paper, deep piles of exercise books, text books, files, revision cards, notebooks, stationery, bottles of Rescue Remedy, school uniforms, pots of lunch money … Continue reading At the year’s halfway point

An update of sorts

After my mammoth blogging extravaganza when I posted every day in November, I've been having a little rest.  It's rather delightful!  Almost inevitably, I've done more poetry writing which is a good thing, I think (*peruses notebook nervously*).  I've also applied for a couple of jobs (and been turned down for one 😦 )  - … Continue reading An update of sorts

Summer is whizzing by

Summer is whizzing by and my head is filling up with to do lists.  At this point, they are mild-mannered and patient lists, humming softly to themselves as summer ripens around them, but once they cotton-on to shrinking daylight and cooler winds, once they catch sight of the date on the calendar and the dying … Continue reading Summer is whizzing by

Finding a hand-built lathe on my daily walk

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