The Puppeteers Daughter
- A tiny bit of snow and a small poem.
- Pelham Puppets and making films win the day.
- Some friends are irreplaceable
- Pictures from highlights in 2017
- Teaching gypsies – lessons learned and a poem or two.
- Burning the clocks in Brighton
- Frosty the Snowman – Happy Christmas
- A worn out fairy – Christmas poem.
- Watching seagulls.
- Cheering myself along on a dull Sunday – 3
- Cheering myself along on a dull Sunday – 2
- Cheering myself along on a dull Sunday – 1
- Original Christmas gifts in Rottingdean – coffee and amazing cake!
- Ten years trying to make a magical garden.
- Notes from my journal – 2
- Birmingham University and the Bullring in November
- On the eve of All Hallows on Kilmahil Hill
- Remembrance Sunday
- Oh the joys of Ireland – Niall Williams – The Old Ground Hotel in Ennis
- Notes from my journal…
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A white veil falls over the face of the world slowly freezing time. An award winning blog for a ‘blog that brightens our day’ Poetry collections ‘The Puppeteer’s Daughter’ and ‘Don’t Throw Away the Daisies’
Memories of teaching gypsies on a permanent site in South London in the 70s have never left me. I did it for four years and it was one of the best jobs I ever had. They were so resourceful … Continue reading
Little bit late in posting but then as Burning the Clocks is an antidote to the excesses of the commercial Christmas maybe its even more appropriate. The winter solstice is on December 21 and is the “shortest” day of … Continue reading
If you were a child in the 50s and one of your parents worked for a big company chances are you would be invited to the company’s annual party. Some of our early performances with our marionettes included works parties. … Continue reading
Her pencilled smile is fading and one wing’s beyond repair, her wand’s fallen by the wayside, but she’ll do another year. Although her hands are grubby and frock has lost its shine, her hair is brown and racy, … Continue reading
Watching the seagulls acrobatics above the waves, I was reminded we have lived here for ten years. I sometimes forget why we chose to do so, but it was partly the attraction of the seashore, swimming in the sea, having … Continue reading
No the content is not cheerful – but the art is wonderful and the sentiment essential. Time to go…I’ve been invited out to tea! x An award winning blog for a ‘blog that brightens our day’