Category: writing

Download 2013

Mud and music, tents and cans Booze a plenty, pots and pans Greasy burgers, or a crepe?? Buy a bong, or buy a cape. Miles of walking, trainers dead Sit and watch the bikes instead Dancers, wailers, jugglers too Unfortunate slight smell of poo… Continue Reading “Download 2013”

Post Box Poets: The Return!

I really love this venue in Chorlton, Manchester (UK) and was delighted to be making a return to find out what vernacular vivacity was on offer for this month’s Post Box Poets. I was mightily surprised to find myself reading in the second half… Continue Reading “Post Box Poets: The Return!”

Autumn Haul

Foraging on the way to the farm.

A Modern Celt: It’s Here!

My book, A Modern Celt is officially released today! It’s available all over the place, and here’s the link to Amazon where you can have a peek inside and see what all the fuss is about. Remember, from 20.00 tonight I will be online… Continue Reading “A Modern Celt: It’s Here!”

Rising in the Fall…

Taken while on Equinox Camp with amazing friends. The sun shone hot and I had to steal an Americanism for my title, simply because of how high I felt; how drunk on happiness and calm and balmy contentment; how warm and exquisite and worldly.… Continue Reading “Rising in the Fall…”

Future Learn

This is the best idea I have seen for a long time. Courses designed and run by universities, which are totally free. Learning from the top minds in the country and no course fees, no attendance; simply log in on your pc, phone or… Continue Reading “Future Learn”

Broken Blue

Mornings like this are the epitome of autumn for me. A magical mix that should be distressing but in its balance becomes quite beautiful. Sunshine beaming in the blue beneath heavy lids of looming cloud; birds soaring gleefully then buffeted by the random raucous… Continue Reading “Broken Blue”

Eating up the Equinox

I feel like this year’s autumnal equinox has crept up on me. I’ve been a bit poorly, and off work, and struggling to write, and suddenly I realise, wow, it’s nearly balance point again. Nearly that magical time when day equals night; light equals… Continue Reading “Eating up the Equinox”

Hiding from the Hyenas

Hiding from the Hyenas Some people describe depression as a black dog. Having only ever seen black dogs as symbols of love, friendship and spirituality, I’ve never identified with this metaphor. For me, depression is a hyena. Hear it laugh. And scrounge. And prowl.… Continue Reading “Hiding from the Hyenas”

Poetry tonight in Leeds

Quick reminder: Chapel Allerton Arts Festival poetry Open Mic at Chapel Allerton Library. From 7 ’til 10 ish. 🙂 Expect to see lots of talent on show, or maybe have a go yourself! http://www.leeds.gov.uk/Events/Pages/open-mic-poetry-night-chapel-allerton-festival.aspx See you there!