Evening folks! I have had a BRILLIANT weekend – my much-talked about (by me) Poetry Marathon occurred yesterday. On Saturday morning I got the 6.15am train to the Bridgewater Hall in Manchester. I have been working on a project where…
Sunday Poem – Ian Duhig
Evening folks! Today I told my hubby I ‘need’ to write my blog, so managed to get out of that most awful part of decorating, the tidying up afterwards. This weekend my mum and dad have been visiting – they…
Sunday Poem – Ben Parker
Another blog post which will (hopefully) creep in just under the wire, in the last few minutes of Sunday night! I will try not to go on about painting as some of my friends have suggested on Facebook that I…
Sunday Poem – Kim Lasky
I am aware that I am starting to write this blog at 11.19pm which is way too late. Most of you, in fact will probably read this in the morning – even my most loyal followers are probably tucked up…
Sunday Poem – David Clarke
I nearly forgot it was Sunday again today – I think the paint fumes may have got to my head. Yesterday I spent all day painting – well some of the time I was hoovering up dust and we have…
Sunday Poem – Jane McKie
Hello everybody. I have only just remembered (i.e 5 minutes ago) that I didn’t do a Sunday Poem yesterday, despite having the whole day at home not doing very much. My only excuse is I have been in a strange…
Sunday Poem – Andrew Elliott
This week poet Andrew McMillan tweeted “If people couldn’t TELL other people they were a poet but could only sit and write poetry, would they still want to be a poet?” This first of all made me laugh, but I…
Sunday Poem – River Wolton
This week was the last week of term – and it’s been a bit strange. I can often be found counting down till the end of term – especially the Christmas term – I sometimes feel like I’m hanging on…
Sunday Poem – Katha Pollitt
In the precarious balance of music and poetry, music has won this week – every day apart from Thursday has been filled with playing carols in various places. On Monday I took some of the band to Asda to play…
Sunday Poem – Robert Wrigley
Evening all. I have just had a little dance of glee whilst writing the title of this post – even though I was too cowardly to go and speak to Robert Wrigley at Aldeburgh Poetry Festival a couple of weekends…