Canvas

Back from 8 nights’ camping in North Devon with the children and Lovely Man and his son. Two tents, five pillows, three bodyboards, umpteen tent pegs. All crammed inside the car, speeding down the M5, eeking out Haribo. How to start a holiday… Here’s my take on it…. Capacity Your knee is in my back….

Steps

So, I am now seven weeks post op and the cast is finally off…it came off just over a week ago and it has been a mixed blessing really. It is way more comfortable to sleep at night now…I just lose my eyes and off I drift. This is luxury in the extreme and I…

Speedy

Today my poem must be swift A rhyme instead of sonnet As I have got to do my chores So four lines are my Limit

Patience

Having Parkinsons means I have to learn patience….one day…. Wait with me While I tremble Wait with me While I falter Wait with me While I regroup While I reset While I restart Wait with me Or not I will be here Until I can walk Elsewhere.

Rhyme time

April again….Napowrimo! This one is about time and it’s value Foundations Every waking moment is different and unique It will never come back and we can never peek Backwards and relive our time It runs quicksilver gone But always leaves it’s legacy It’s echo and it’s tone. We may lose every minute yes But each…

Revamp

It's October, the air is crispier and so is my life. Stitch Towers is under new management (mine) and life is both challenging and stimulating. I am middle aged, I admit it, but I have never had to fend for myself until now. It's not a barrel of laughs but I'm not drowning quite yet….

People soup

Porridge tastes better in the dawn As water drips off my wetsuit  a chorus of chatter, of laughs and faint screams  and make mine a chocolate and don’t hold the cream. the sun slowly lighting us up as it lifts  and time is so precious  So relish the gift  and soon we’ll return to real…

Lucky number

So, as I said last time, I’ve started a new arts space here in stitchopolis. It’s my new baby and I’m loving it. I’ve come to realize That the genesis of this venture is a massive step for me. For Once instead of saying ‘one day I will do that’ I’ve just got up and…

Now

I have a confession to make, I have another love in my life. I have been working on another venture and this weekend it took flight. I am now the founder of an arts space here in Stitchopolis. Can you believe it??  Check it out here.  Hope you like!

Silver spoon

I look for a silver spoon To help the medicine go down  The bitter taste sticks around And reminds me that  Life is not all sugar It’s not so sweet at times. But then, sugar isn’t really sweet A history stained with tyranny and tears.  Shielded by marketing and greed But it fixes the rancid…