Getting on with it

I am now going through every section of a full collection of all my poems around the theme of how uncertainty about memory affects identity. There are five sections, with I hope five poems in each section - one of the sections is Gordon Road, so it will make enough for a poetry book. I'm now going through it section by section - there are a few gaps in what I want to say that I am now writing new material to fill. Obviously I have no publisher, so it is all speculative at this point. But I am pleased with the results so far.

Lorraine off to her personal trainer this morning. I spoke to Mum who was off with her pals Gail and Emma to celebrate a birthday in the Waggon at lunchtime. I'm going up next Monday.

Dawn called around this afternoon, and she and Lorraine went off to see Beth and baby Enzo. 

I went on a longish walk. Very windy at times, and much cooler than it has been, I went nosing around Tide Mills and grazing on the occasional blackberry when I found one. Home and joined Lorraine and Dawn. Always lovely to see Dawn who seems in good spirits. She also brought us a spare composter, which will come in handy. After she zoomed off at teatime, I cooked a chickpea curry. All well.

A few snaps from the walk.