Good morning all! I’m writing this from the wonderful establishment of The Wheatley Arms in Ilkley where I’ve been staying for the last two nights. This weekend has been the first weekend of the Ilkley Literature Festival which is running…
Sunday Poem – Rhian Edwards
Evening all! First of all, I apologise for the silence over the last two weeks – last Monday I moved house finally – we had our offer accepted on a house, and accepted an offer on our house in April…
The Shipwrecked House – Guest Blog by Claire Trévien
Evening folks – another extra blog post that I hope will counter the last rather negative and depressing post about The Wordsworth Trust. This is the first in what I hope will be a random series of guest blog posts. …
Sunday Poem – Kim Moore
Evening all! I’ve had one of those weeks that feels like you’re barely holding on to the reins of a horse that I have no idea of how to control other than to hold on for dear life. This was…
Sunday Poem – Pauline Yarwood
This week I almost decided to write another blog post half way through the week so that this one would not be as long, but I didn’t. Now, starting this at 8.30pm on Sunday night, I’m regretting my earlier tardiness. …
Sunday Poem – Neil Curry
Evening all – I am so tired writing this – all self inflicted as yesterday I went for a night out in Blackpool. There was about 25 of us who went out last night to celebrate the 18th and 21st…
Sunday Poem – Philip Morre
Tonight’s post might be quite long. Lots has happened this week – on Thursday I spent a lovely day in Ilkley and met up with the team behind the Ikley Literature Festival to talk through my events and stuff that…
Sunday Poem – Carolyn Jess-Cooke
Afternoon all! Seems strange to be starting writing this in daylight but I’m parked on the sofa for the rest of Sunday now. In fact I’m feeling so lazy I can’t even be bothered to go and get anything to…
Sunday Poem – Wendy Pratt
This week has been a bit of a strange week. When I sat down to write this blog, I had no idea what I was going to say because I couldn’t remember what I’d done all week. I’m hoping this…
Sunday Poem – David Tait
Evening all – first of all my apologies for the missing Sunday Poem last Sunday. Since last Saturday I have been in Inchnadamph, which is in north-west Scotland, in a small two-bedroomed cottage which we renamed ‘Midge Mansion’. It’s real…