I had a bit of a disaster with last night’s post. I got back from my reading at the South Yorkshire Poetry Festival and frantically began typing, having completely forgotten what day of the week it was (yes, who knew…
Sunday Poem – David Tait
I never know how to start these blog posts, not because I don’t know what to say, but I often don’t know where to begin. Should I start with what is freshest in my mind, which is what’s happened today,…
Sunday Poem – Paul Stephenson
So this weekend I’ve been down in Leicester for my dad’s 60th birthday – his birthday is actually Thursday but we had a meal for him on Saturday – there were 16 of us altogether, mainly sisters, brother in laws,…
