The End is Just the Beginning: a poem on birth

On my birthday I thought I’d share my poem about the wonder of birth. nine months of waiting is complete, of aching back and pushing feet, of awkward sleep and food to crave, examinations, smiles brave; quick shave, warm shower, all is done – the time has come – the term has run: it’s nature’s…

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Another year older? Just another number.

Nine days to go and I hit 69. I embrace the number – hey it’s a multiple of 3! – and I feel it’ll be a good one. I’ll be celebrating in the Lake District and that always means visiting Theatre by the Lake in Keswick. Three shows are booked (another 3) and we set…

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