A quote that never fails to inspire me

Get into the habit of forgetting everything except the page in front of you. Sit for a moment, concentrating, and pretend you’re wiping an ice-cold sponge across your mind, leaving everything quite clear and free. Forget yesterday, forget tomorrow, forget who you are and what you’re going to do next. Then start.

Jill by Philip Larkin


A poem: by my son

My son wrote a poem, which I thought was a brilliant effort from a 7-year-old. He did it at school, the result of an onomatopoeia exercise. I beamed with pride when he first recited it to me. When we returned home with our brand new iPad yesterday, I got him to type out the poem on it.

A stranger called This Morning  dressed all in black and grey ,
Put every sound into a bag and carried them away.

Woof went the dog,
Oink went the pig,
Moo went the cow,
Squelch went the mud.

Choo choo went the train as I go to work,
Tick went the computer,
Crunch went the apple as I start to eat it,
Chat went the people and they all say “Beat it!”

A stranger called This Morning,
He didn’t leave his name,
Left us only silence,
Life will never be the same.