Poetry
Taken at Ron’s
The first she prises out, clenched in bindweed: reluctance adds to its appeal. And there: not so large as to burst pockets, several flints conspire…
And he’s coming to town: Weds 23rd Nov 8pm, Red Roaster in Brighton. Ooer!
I’m fighting with a cold at the moment, stuffed up sinuses, the lot. Having spent 14 hours in bed I thought I ought to get…
Biggest day of the year in Lewes! I am a rank marshall for Commercial Square – this year stepping out in my new Regency dress…
My birthday treat – a stay at The Old Bank on Oxford’s High, with this view from the window.