It’s always nice to be woken up by two young men getting into bed with you. Admittedly Iggi (aged 6) and Leo (aged 2) are a little younger than I might wish, and were motivated only by the promise that they could have pancakes for breakfast ‘as soon as Jo gets up’, but it wasContinue reading “Three in a bed”
Author Archives: Jo Bell
Happy New… hic
Dear readers, I know how it looks. But really, there is no connection between The Case of the Missing Blog and my happy reunion with alcohol after a month of teetotalitarianism (foolishly pledged in the middle of the mulled wine season). Nor have I been lying in a dark room weeping helplessly at the loss of myContinue reading “Happy New… hic”
Shackleton of the Macc
All began splendidly on Friday morning – I went to collect my lovely boat after her stay with painting genius Andy Russell. I traipsed up to Poynton with trusty crew member John, and there she was moored right in front of us as we emerged on to the canal side – her new name TINKERContinue reading “Shackleton of the Macc”
Poetry sales and shiny boats
A busy week flogging new book Lifemarks, a fundraiser for the MND Association. The Derby launch on Tuesday went brilliantly, with about 20 people including co-editor and MND sufferer Arthur Gardner. Wednesday found me in icy Staffordshire, guest-hosting the Biddulph Literary Society with star storyteller Xanthe Gresham doing Gawain, and I shifted another handful ofContinue reading “Poetry sales and shiny boats”
Poetry in the UK…
I’m in That London. Yesterday’s meeting with William Sieghart, hugely-important-yet-charming founder of National Poetry Day, fell through for the very good reason that he’s changing the world in Gaza with his charity Forward Thinking. Other meetings were about raising money for National Poetry Day so that we can keep spreading the word about poetry, and removing all the barriers toContinue reading “Poetry in the UK…”
Going to the chapel…
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 fairContinue reading “Going to the chapel…”
