Evening all – I’m writing this from the glamorous location of a Virgin train, somewhere between Carlisle and Oxenholme. I’ve been at Borderlines – the Carlilse Book festival since yesterday afternoon and have had an amazing weekend. When I got…
Poetry Carousel 11th-13th December 2015 – Workshop Blurbs
There are a handful of places left on the Poetry Carousel – a residential poetry course with a difference that is running at Abbot Hall Hotel, Kents Bank, Grange Over Sands from December 11th-13th, 2015. Tutors are myself, Amanda Dalton,…
Sunday Poem – Wayne Price
I cannot say that I’m not relieved to have got to the end of this week – two four hour rehearsals, two readings and one gig, all while I’ve had the most awful cold. In fact to call it a…
Sunday Poem – Mary Noonan
I’m feeling very sorry for myself today because I’ve had a sore throat and a headache for the last couple of days. Chris (the husband) had a cold and now has sinusitis and is in a bit of a state…
Sunday Poem – Penny Boxall
I’m writing this from a motorway services station at midnight on Wednesday night. It is a very strange place to be. There are two men who are sitting in front of the slot machines – they’ve been there for the…
Sunday Poem – Louis Mulcahy
Poor John Foggin is going to have to read the Sunday Poem on Monday morning instead as it will be well past midnight by the time I finish it. This morning I went to run the Hoad Hill Half Marathon. …
Sunday Poem – Arthur Broomfield
Evening folks – it feels like much more than a week since the last time I wrote on here, so much has happened. Sometimes it is difficult to write exactly what has been happening, especially if it concerns other people. …
Sunday Poem – Luke Samuel Yates
I’m writing this from a hotel room in Dublin, which seems unwise as earlier I agreed with the husband that it would be a brilliant idea to go running at 7am and it is now nearly 1am. However, I have…
Sunday Poem – Matthew Clegg
I’m writing this blog post from my mum and dad’s house in Leicester, sitting at the dining room table because it is the only place I can sit and not be smothered by their rather over-enthusiastic border collie Taz who…
Sunday Poem – Josephine Dickinson
Afternoon all – today I’m writing this blog from the Animal Concern West Cumbria branch which is also my twin sister’s house. She is the Site Manager for the Egremont branch of Animal Concern. She lives on site in a…