A good day for writing

Had my best morning writing poems for an awful long time. Managed to put to bed a few poems that had been hanging around for a long time. It made me pretty cheery. My usual walk, and a bit of prepping for my interview with Charlotte tomorrow. Rereading her books Noir and The Girl Who Cried is an absolute pleasure. She is such a good writer. 

Mario in touch wondering about his ratings. 

Otherwise Lorraine cheery tonight, as she has tomorrow off, partly in lieu of having to work through weekends and so on. To celebrate she made chicken and cheesy vegetable parcels and I cooked some rice, and it was nice. 

Brooding skies.