Home Life During a Pandemic

9th May – Week 7 How are you doing? Well I hope? And welcome to the seventh of these weekly broadcasts from home, a slightly different one this week. A few weeks ago I’d thought of doing one of these as what I’d called ‘an outside broadcast’ from Sarah’s allotment, but got carried away with …

Expectations of Soon

After I’d brushed up the last few leaves and put the allotment to sleep for the winter I walked home. Not to home now but home soon. Out of the gate and down a different road I walked into the future. In this history of now. The first walking of a walk that will become …

One More Spring

“Follow me into just one more spring…” The song had been running around my head since I’d sat in the house listening to Scott Walker singing it this rainy Saturday afternoon just gone. A song of the deepest longing that has yearned through my life these fifty years past, for all of those springtimes. It’s …

A Quiet New Year

The day before Christmas Eve I wrote and photographed a poem called “Letting Go: A Quiet Breath” and the quiet days have continued here from then through to this new year of 2018. These beloved souls are my three grandchildren: Finn, 3; Theo, 8, and Eleanor, 11. In the park with their parents, Simon, with …

A Christmas Clearing

Three days of quiet Christmastime on Sarah’s plot of Liverpool land. This has been a clearing kind of year for Sarah and I. Our sequence of Clearing posts┬áback in October and November recorded a time when we were clearing things and activities from our lives to focus better on what really matters to each of …

The Story of the The Beautiful Parks

There is magic all around us. Stories waiting to be told. In every park & street the future is waiting. Listen, while I tell you a story. “In what would yet come to be looked back on as the early years of the 21st Century the people of Liverpool woke up to the beauty all …