When the bough breaks- to the tune of ‘Rockabye Baby’

For my son’s Guardian Angel   Make a rope swing, I thought, for my son: Fill sunny days with pendular fun, Thank God and all angels I tested the bough: To see if rough usage its strength would allow.   For down the bough came, my shoulders were struck: Although my blood flowed, I hold…

Oh Dear Me

I look at me three decades ago. Or you, rather. I’m unrecognisable now. Every cell thrice renewed. I wish I could take your head between my hands, Look in to your eyes and say ‘Your mind is wired strangely. Talk to people about it, in all its frenzied energy’. I would say ‘Swim every day….

Staffordshire Oatcakes

My cousin recently said that if he could only eat one thing for the rest of his life, it would be Staffordshire Oatcakes. I’m with him all the way. For the uninitiated, Staffs Oatcakes are something like a mix of pancakes, chappati’s and burrito wraps, but much better. They are unique. What really makes them…

Ocean in a Bottle

I was given the wide ocean in a bottle today. A gift of true generosity. Heavenly, To cradle the wonder of the Sea within my palm’s breadth. To be known. So well. I put my lips to it. Warm from the Autumn Sun that bathed it on my morning window sill Where I placed it…