I'm so excited! Tomorrow I'm going away with my sisters for a holiday in Wensleydale, a holiday that was cancelled a year ago becaus...

The news from Hepworth Towers is that I am still obsessed with grasses. This is my latest painting, inspired by that Ezra Pound poem I keep ...

  I have to admit that I was feeling fairly gloomy this morning. 1/ the state of the country: nuff said. 2/ worrying about whether I will ha...

I was having a chat with my GP the other day about why I get so tired. We went through all the possibilities and came up with nothing, which...

I LOVE my phone. I love the fact that I can have quick interchanges with three of my friends from the comfort of my bed, sharing laughs and ...

I've just come back from a silent peace vigil in Buxton's main shopping street. We were there to draw attention to Europe's larg...

I've told you how every morning Dave asks me what are my plans for the day, haven't I? Yesterday when he asked me I said: 'I hav...

It's been a week of ups and downs, beginning with a down on Sunday when after keeping the news at arm's length for a fortnight, I de...

We lit the fire last evening: a utumn is here. It will soon be too chilly to entertain outside, and with Covid infections rising there'l...

I'm sorry but I have no words of my own today. Long time readers know that the plight of refugees tears at my heart - Afghan refugees ar...

I got up early today because I wanted to go on my bike on the Trail before the tourists arrived.  I thought it would be quiet and balmy at 8...

Bukowski wrote a poem I like that's entitled 'so you want to be a writer' (lower case intended) and it begins like this: so you ...