Critiques I am very happy to be sent work to read and critique, so please get in contact if you’d like some guidance. As a way of compensation for doing this, I’d ask that you buy one or two postcards or make a donation via paypal. One on One Critiques If you’re based in and around London I’d love to meet up face to face in a cafe (Yum Chaa … Continue reading Critiques & Commissions
I cross the very busy road at the zebra crossing at the top of Tavistock Square and as I walk the streets get quieter. Crossing onto a quieter corner, I’m in Gordon Square. The gardens here are like a wild meadow, overrun with long grass and flowers. Parts are roped off from the public and allowed to grow tall. Today is a lovely warm day, with a breeze and … Continue reading Lunchtimes in Bloomsbury: Gordon Square
On Saturday I was very lucky to be a speaker at this year’s Boring Conference. My talk was on Paper bags from Independent Bookshops and a version of it can be read here. It was a wonderful day and I really enjoyed everyone’s talks and the general spirit of boredom that was present. Continue reading Boring Conference VI: May 7
At the weekend I gave a talk at the sixth annual Boring Conference. “Boring” as those in the know call it, is an all day fiesta of mediocrity, an event packed with tedium where subjects which initially seem hilariously tiresome reveal themselves to be fascinating. I’m a big fan. My talk was on Paper Bags from Independent Bookshops. Paper bags of all types are a subject … Continue reading Paper Bags from Independent Bookshops: Boring Conference
Aren’t they lovely? This is my first set of Poetry Postcards with extracts from my collection The Letters We Sent. The postcards are very much up for sale! If you would like ONE/TWO/THREE/FOUR in particular paypal me £1 each, let me know your address and which postcards you’d like and I’ll post them to you. If you would like ALL FIVE paypal me £4.50, let me know your address … Continue reading Poetry Postcards
I wish these things didn’t bother me but they do. Sitting on the bus in traffic on the way into work in the morning. Red lights at Kentish Town, a flurry of cyclists, some in high-vis jackets, lycra and sleek helmets, some on vintage bikes with wicker baskets on the front, some on those fold up bikes pedaling twice as hard and others … Continue reading Red Lights, Zebra Crossings and Pavements: Cyclists in London
Twice last week I had a Mini Mezze Pack from Waitrose as part of my lunch. The first time I got it, I sat in the park on my lunch break looking at it. Unsure why I’d be drawn to it. Olives, dried tomato and cheese were all things I liked but why did I feel weird about getting it? Then a gut reaction … Continue reading Why are we so weird about being Middle Class?