Interlude

I’m off for a weekend in deepest Devon with old friends. Apologies for what this will do to our “summer” weather.

This was the view from our kitchen one morning a few days ago. Not exactly sunny but rather gorgeous.

Zoomed up to Birmingham after work last Tuesday and had a wonderful time at Stirchley Speaks, held at the artsy but warm and friendly P Cafe: amazing venue run by lovely people.  I read/performed a weirdly varied assortment of poems, including trying out a new poem that went well.

Meanwhile, here are the last few pictures from Ty Newydd.