Gloves A night at the opera it’s not; I choose my gloves with care for a trip to the shops in the time of plague. I ...
A creative poetry challenge to myself
LISTEN Overnight the world has filled with bird song, unaccustomed silence whispering to itself then suddenly emboldened, taken by surprise. Listen. This is the sound of ...
Loch Down Salmon Fishcake & Pasta Recipe By P. Barr Only one saucepan. Not the only thing allowed out. A colander, like a strategy Doesn’t hold ...
You ask how I am in these Covid days …and my mind goes back to the cancelled trains, those last few years - the mad, frenetic pace, relentless ways, switch off the lights, and then the same.
New Normal Green shadows fall in shapes and spikes on lonely pavements; these melancholic remains of city life. In the nostalgia café, figures stoop over separate tables together, distant. A curve ...
Rainbows Home-schooled, appeared overnight, in the early days, in almost every window down the street, mushrooming through the neighbourhood. Bridging distances with colour, they catch the ...
Saffron Green I discovered it on a run – something I’d never done before, exploring the richer world hidden beyond the front door. Pasture ...