A Year on the Allotment

A year ago now, as 2020 was arriving, Sarah and I had spent most of our Christmas working on her allotment. Digging out, restructuring and getting her plot of Liverpool land ready for a productive year. Taking advantage of the short amount of time when hardly anything is growing to get various pieces of work …

On Christmas Morning

The neighbourhood and the almost ritual walk around it that has defined my year. In lockdown times walking into town has been only occasional but this walk, around the local streets, has been my meditation and my breathing space. From home down to Smithdown, along Penny Lane to Greenbank Road, through Ibbotson’s Lane, round the …

The Year of Living Quietly

An annual tradition is starting to happen. The ‘looking back on the year’ articles in newspapers, on websites and blogs such as this. Which is what has started me writing, sat here in Liverpool early on this Saturday. With Elizabeth Alker on Radio 3 playing me into the morning as she so often has, this …

On the Arrival of Hope

In which hope arrives, and is then exercised Hope is a contagious emotion, and in a time of contagion I’ll take all the hope I can grasp. Like the hope and faith in the future I’ve been grasping all year from being so much in nature, the hope and belief in democracy I’ve nurtured and …

Allotmenting: In Autumn

This has been my saving grace in all of this, this piece of earth,My peace on earth this plot of land, my refuge for my work,A friendship place of just us few, these weekly conversations.And still my place as autumn comes, the season’s turn, the dieback,Of time’s return, but only slight, for me I’ll mostly …

Home Life During a Pandemic

28th March – Week One How are you doing? Aside from all the very big questions about whether you’ve got a home anyway, and sufficient income to keep you and it together for we don’t know how long, how are you doing? Also assuming you and whoever might be locked down with you are well, …