Hares I have seen – Katherine Stansfield The first crashed a fence in a field near Shrewsbury. It was after lunch of lamb slow-roasted for a night and a day, its grease still slick on my fingers when she broke…
Sunday Poem – Terry Quinn
Today I’m writing this with pleasantly aching legs and shoulders after completing a 13 kilometre run in the sunshine with the husband and my two long-suffering dogs, Miles and Lola. Chris and I are planning to run the first Hoad…
Sunday Poem – Myra Schneider
Evening all – I’m writing this feeling very sorry for myself. I started writing it about 5.30 in a burst of enthusiasm and determination not to be up till all hours finishing it off, but I went upstairs to get…
Sunday Poem – Rebecca Gethin
Evening all – you may all be relieved to know that I’m in a much better mood than I was last Sunday and am predicting that there will be no moaning in this blog post, or hardly any moaning anyway! …
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 – 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…
