"She lives the poetry she cannot write" – Wilde
Oh look, I’m a blog. This blog will contain a short (probably weekly) commentary on what I’ve been up to in both poetic and personal worlds. Feedback please….
Just got back from friend Kirsty’s chapel in Gloucestershire, where she had a ‘topping out’ ceremony to celebrate the completion of her roof, by her own fair hand. She’s a role model and a half – restoring a rickety old chapel to its former glory bit by tiny bit. When a roof needs replacing she learns how to roof. When windows need replacing she learns how to glaze, etc etc. Today she brought fifty people together on a sunny December day to sing together and eat food, and just rejoice in friendship. Hallelujah.