under another sun

A full day. Up and writing, Lorraine off to work with Beth in Churchill Square. Just as I was getting into my flow, a call from Maureen, and I nipped around to help her and Pat with the catheter that he had put in yesterday. Luckily I had previous experience helping Ken with his.  Then a short walk along the seafront before getting back to my desk. A few tweaks to the podcast, and that was uploaded today, featuring my interview with Martin Malone. In the afternoon, I joined in another Understory Conversation and read the second part of the Kenniad to Marilyn, Emma and Charlotte -- obviously far too long for any comments, but the consensus was positive.  After I finished this, I then carried lots of big broken bits of built in wardrobe from the bathroom to outside the house. At one point I dropped one of the big bits outside, and it fell edgeways onto the four toes of my left foot. I was only wearing canvas Vans shoes. That smarted really badly.  Lorraine back from adventu...

Spent some of the day getting my poetical ducks aligned before the Telltale poets and friends reading in Lewes tonight, which was a success despite a derailment at Brighton station during the day which made travel really hard along the south coast. Robin and I swapping emails and I phoned Robin to tell her about the travel chaos.  One of the readers dropped out at the last minute, but luckily Siegfried was coming, so we got him to do a reading. Lorraine drove over. Beth came too having been working in Eastbourne. Beth enjoyed herself mingling with poets, and I was really touched that she came. She also took photos which was excellent. Found Robin already there and Lorraine Robin and I shuffled the room around for a bit, and I drank a pint of Harveys and ate some chips in preparation. For me it was an opportunity to meet more poets such as Martin Malone editor of Interpreter's House, really likeable man and a really good reader. Helen Fletcher had come all the way from Carlisle,...