A rhyming poem about what to do with unsolicited mail.

The continuing kitchen saga and the things you find when emptying the junk drawer.

I clearly remember my very first internet search back in the late 80’s. I was looking for information about SCART sockets.

A poem inspired by a conversation about what my friend was buying her husband for his birthday.

A poem about choosing a new kitchen and also about foodbanks, privilege and perfect hairstyles…

It is rare I read a non-fiction book, even more outlandish that I read a non-fiction book from cover to cover.

He was a collector of buttons. He stored them in jars and as a child he categorised them by colour.

I’ve just been doomscrolling, an occupational hazard, as in my occupation is, well let’s just say ill-defined.

I had two speaking engagements last week entitled from Grief to Glitter. Great alliteration but I’m losing interest.

Summer dresses have been relegated to the back of the wardrobe again as the storm clouds gather.

You may disagree with me, that’s the nature of democracy - a poem about the fallout from last week’s LOCAL elections!

I reach for my denim jacket – the perfect wardrobe staple is always hanging on the newel post at the bottom of the stairs.

What happens when a group of 14 writers get together for the weekend… one of them writes a totally fictitious account!

Then Peter and the other disciple set out and went towards the tomb. The two were running together, but the other disciple outran Peter…

I’ve just finished reading a book called Who Will Tell my Story – A Gaza Diary, I mentioned it in my previous blog post.

I was all prepared to write a very different blog post about delayed trains and other minor inconveniences…

My first impression was it is chunkier than I imagined and the perfect size to fit in my hands.

Today’s title comes from Psalm 139 in the in the Bible. Psalms is a book of poems that describe pretty much every emotion

I recently saw all three of the extended editions of the Lord of the Rings trilogy on the BIG screen. All 726 minutes!

I went to see the film Rental Family last week. It is a quirky film, partly in Japanese with subtitles although mostly in English.