And in the park I see young men And toddlers (under 5s not an expert don’t @ me) Anyway they’re running free One grey head – a man The older parent I would be If …   All these men on a Tuesday in the playground gathering Just like women do And swapping news But without all the accoutrements of young parenthood  – no buggies … Continue reading Park Musing

I haven’t been here for a while and I’m not sure if this will become a long narrative. I’m a bit high on nail varnish fumes for reasons which will become clear if you read until the end. (I often know the punchline not how I’m going to get there). One evening during the first Lockdown, whilst I was moving mentally from day to evening … Continue reading Shouts & Whispers – drawing to please myself

I only ever lost track of him once It was the worst No idea how long it took to find him Maybe a few minutes. When he reappeared He looked at me and laughed I bet that scared you. And picked up his pint. We sat and stared out at the sea. And smirked. Continue reading Haiku for Carers

Today I have done day 3 of yoga with Adrienne without the full downward dog, plank or cobra, no lunges. But I kept moving and breathing for 30 minutes. I have sat down for as long afterwards. This morning I also have put on a load of washing, cleaned the bathroom and started to hoover the bedroom. Housework as a radical act of self care … Continue reading When your beer tastes weird – eat tumeric and get a test!