Journal

Interference

you could tell he was a real farmer, he had a dog and a patterned carpet. that's one way of knowing i thought, bewildered by the arrogance of youth. (though there was never

Dare to Dream

Journey of a women, losing hope, struggling to keep faith in herself, will she succeed, will she dare...., Dare to dream, dare to find her own identity

The Only Way to Rob a Bank is Naked

I’m a big fan of public transport. It’s the people they let on it that bothers me. In the same way I’m a big fan of democracy. It just depends whose hands it’s in.

morning Rapture

unutterably joyous morning moments walking the dog.
Cherry

My life as a frog

I was a precocious child. I went straight from Peter and Jane to Lady Windermere’s Fan. Of course I returned later to Enid Blyton but it was with a certain aesthetic detachment.

In the park with Van Morrison

The dog is ecstatic, joining me in appreciation of Van's fiery vision bright

Moving in time

It happens like that, yesterdays popping up like mushrooms on damp grass.

Daily Weekly

On a Thursday she would write poetry if she chose. It was not specific to Thursdays but you could see her on those days
Cherry

Papa Smurf Pays A Visit

Yesterday I was sitting at my desk writing when I turned around and noticed Papa Smurf standing in the centre of the floor behind me.

Things that don't matter.

Things That Don’t Matter: Singing in public places