Author Archives: Karen
#NationalPoetryDay
Two favourites: He wishes for the cloths of heaven, by William Butler Yeats Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the … Continue reading
South West Coast Path
Nation’s Ode to the Coast – Dr John Cooper Clarke A big fat sky and a thousand shrieks The tide arrives and the timber creaks A world away from the working week Ou est la vie nautique? That’s where the … Continue reading
Hats, Not Hate
The Uborka audience, such as it remains, includes quite a few who are handy with needles and hooks. To you I call: let’s raid our stash and knit hats for refugees. These people are coming from warm places to our … Continue reading
Mortality
Funeral by funeral, I get closer to the front row: an occasional reminder that one day I will be in the box. My stepdad is the first of the parental generation to shuffle off his mortal coil, which I suppose … Continue reading
On A Boat
Armpit, Actually
With a final flourish, my stepdad popped his clogs last week. We put our weekend of #adulting on hold and hot-footed it to Armpit to verify that it was actually true. After 27 years of not really getting on with … Continue reading
Running Club
It’s been a while. I’ve been running. A bit. I’ve been swimming more, but now the summer hols are here, it’s a fortunate day when I find time for either. I don’t love running in the hot weather so if … Continue reading