There’s something about sitting in the creeping dawn, filling up with ideas but with hands that are dormant, unable to articulate the squirming stories that come boiling up in my head. I wake up and the first thing I do is check to see whether I feel energy. Any energy. Ever since the time I…
Caught & social
So, I started my MA. I’m a student and my brain is wrenching and uncurling accordingly. Good brain. Well done. And I’m trying to work out what my ‘thing’ is. I have to have a ‘thing’. I thought my thing was flow. The creative process itself. That light bulb moment. But, I don’t think this…
Memory is a strange beasty. The same memory can make you sad one day and happy the next day. Logic does not apply in the land of reminices. And quite right too. I’ve had a day of memories as i travelled Oop North to myUncle’s funeral. It was a testament to the man that, despite…
Who needs a sleeping bag anyway?!
To Devon, to a friends house Near Salcombe. We camped. We had fairy lights but no sleeping bags. Practicality stitch style. But, even though other half was woken by a frog tapping him on the head It was such a beautiful place. I took some pictures for you. Happy bank holiday weekend.
…a 1,000 words
Some images from the last couple of days. To be frank that’s all I can muster right now. I’m in a premier inn family room with elder and little one and its taken two hours to settle them both and elder is still awake. Such fun.