A celebration of Our Patty... x
Grief doesn't get lighter, you just learn to carry the load.
When talking is too painful, sometimes we reach out in the only way we can. #IWriteBecause
A celebration of Our Shiela... x
No matter what else I try and do, I always end up being a writer.
Today I attended a 4-hour long interview for a place on a waiting list for a PGCE in primary teaching. We were given the following creative writing task (I daresay my afternoon would have been wasted were it not for this):
"If you could introduce a friend to any place in the world which is special to you, where would it be and why?
A poem that isn't about Brexit.
August saw the celebration of my little brother's 21st birthday. In homage to him, and to our family unit as a whole, I wrote this poem...
Lola’s best friend is Rabbit, but as Lola grows up day by day, poor Rabbit is worried she’ll get left behind.
Mummy’s glasses “help her see and help her think”, so our hero finds a pair of frames to see thinks of their own.