Reflections (on a birthday)

“I’m vey happy” I caught myself thinking just now,Taken by surprise by something so simpleThat has taken me most of my life to find,Or at least recognise.And now it’s here is not a fact to be too much questioned,Reflected on, or worried about.Certainly not worried about.I’m very happy and that is very much that.At this […]

Reading Deborah Levy

I don’t know Deborah Levy but I’ve been spending the weekend in the company of her words and considering writing some of them down in here. Because they’re memorable but also so I’ll remember them, memory being a coming and going kind of ability sometimes. The weekend began early, sometime in the week, with a […]

Soon but not yet we will leave here

Soon but not yet we will leave here, this house that’s been the longest time and home we’ve ever known, or probably ever will know. This turning left out of, or uphill right out of at the beginning of every walk. The knowing the bin days and which week is which. A catalogue of familiars […]

Granby 4 Streets: We Are The Future

Sitting here looking at the photographs I’ve taken of Granby Street Market today, colour intensified like my memories, I’m struck by how ordinary this can all seem now it happens every month. But also how it’s definitely not ordinary at all. Every month now, more or less, I come here for the social life. Not […]

Evensong in Autumn

Time in Holy Cross Church on the Woodchurch Estate and Flaybrick Memorial Gardens, Birkenhead, on National Heritage Weekend. The practice of Evensong is apparently something early Christians derived from the Jewish faith, where prayers are offered for particular times of the day. I know this because Sarah and I spent our late Sunday afternoon this […]

The Art of Writing

This one’s as much a fieldnote as a blog post. Reminding myself as much as anyone else that sometimes the process of writing is helped by stopping and doing something different. Even if, as in this case, that ‘something different’ is going somewhere else and writing something different. Mid afternoon in the Lady Lever Gallery […]