Welcome to limbo land

Having inadvertently published two blog posts within minutes of each other at the end of last week, I am now struggling to know what to write about. It’s now a strange period in the lockdown. We are locked down but we aren’t, if you get my drift. Guidelines have been changed and some restrictions lifted.…… Continue reading Welcome to limbo land

The return of the native

It’s beautifully clear up here on the hill. Looking through the trees from Dorset’s highest point and out beyond the Vale, I can see the sea. There is a boat on it. I wonder where it is going. There used to be a swing here in the trees, with the most glorious view. When you…… Continue reading The return of the native

Lockdown poetry please

There’s been a bit of a mixed reaction to Boris Johnson’s televised speech yesterday evening on what happens next in the country’s fight against coronavirus. And when I say ‘the country’, I mean England. The other three nations that make up the UK have already decided to stick to the ‘stay at home’ message, fearing…… Continue reading Lockdown poetry please

The fish man cometh

When I was a child in the 1960s, we used to have weekly visits from the fish man. I think it was a Tuesday. Or maybe a Wednesday. What I do know is that it always seemed to be the same time as Animal Magic was on. The television our babysitter, my older brother would…… Continue reading The fish man cometh