I Am Not Dead

There’s a atmospheric ruined church just above the town of Buckfast on the Southern edge of Dartmoor. If you’re passing on the A38 it’s well worth the short detour for a visit. Holy Trinity was destroyed by fire in the…

Tomatoes

I am getting deep joy from growing things. It’s dawned on me that it might be part of the reason why people plant fruit and veg in the first place. We’re definitely in the middle of tomato glug. We have…

Nightswimming

Here’s an picture from a few years back. It’s a Breton beach. No doubt I swam from it. Since lockdown ended in 2020 I’ve had a dip at least once a month, much more in the summer. It’s especialy handy…

Moon

I slept in Louis’ room when Hot Stuff’s mother came to stay last week. Or should this space be called the guest room now my son has moved out to live with friends? This third bedroom is a loft conversion…

Willy Mugs

I might have mentioned before that a friend’s partner who I barely know calls me the Willy Lady. This was because of my habit of sticking phallic references and jokey cartoons about the male member on social media. Indeed people…