The sandwich was no comfort, it was a pale limp thing a long way from the déjeuner sur l'herbe of her…
I began this post in 2017. The original focus was Louis MacNeice's's poem "Brother Fire". MacNeice was a fire-watcher during…
I'm early but the staffroom is already blue with smoke and full of strangers who know each other. A row…
If you've ever been young and full of dreams .... If you ever headed to the big city with your…
Blackbirds are notorious for being able to mimic the sounds they hear as they hop about the celestial chimney pots…
London on November 11th 1919 - a two minute silence at 11 o'clock to observe the first anniversary of the…
I haven't read Go Set a Watchman and I'm not sure I will. I did read the first chapter in…
The farmers’ market is full of strange squash and gourds and pumpkins of every color, shape, and size. Autumn – …