Here is poet and author, Angie Butler reading one of Rob's poems to promote Penny Authors 

https://youtu.be/Dsxt8BtAfXk

2nd November 2024

UnforgettableHi everyone,

Here is my final post from Athens. In fact, this isn't coming from the Greek capital at all; we are already on our journey home. Our final shift at the Centre was yesterday and I'm actually writing this on the ferry th…

27th October 2024

Vanishing PointsHi everyone.  I hope this finds you well.

Here’s a few snapshots from what has been an eventful week, some of the names have been changed for obvious reasons.

Liz and I felt that we could do with a change of scenery and the tiny i…

19th October 2024

Centred

Hi all.

Before I get going, please note that once again names have been changed where appropriate.

Philip, my young roommate is now back in London and Nadia has returned to Tel Aviv. Liz and I have completed what is likely to be the last…

13th October 2024

Sharing Circles

Hi Everyone

On Monday we were officially inducted into the first of our work placements and were familiarized with the local links to public transport etc.

The hostel is better than I'd anticipated and is situated off a relatively…

6th October 2024

Getting There.

Hi All

Before I begin, I would like to give these instalments some context. These are my personal thoughts; they are not intended to impose a view, promote a cause, nor prejudice perspective. They are simply my diary notes, my inte…

23rd September 2024

Preparations

I want to let you know that in just nine days' time, Liz and I will be travelling overseas to take part in some volunteering work.

Over the last few years or so, it seems that we have seen increasing numbers of catastrophic cases o…

London E17

the food mixer we found / that we bought

we remarked at just eight ninety-nine then

from Walthamstow Market

what blender of flavours all colours and hearts into Walthamstow

more than the sum of its parts

Extract from The Alibi

London TW9

The adolescent Fox Red fox

Stepped out from under the hydrangeas' dense cover,

Giving a jaunty skip as he engaged

With the July sunshine that decorated the perfect lawn

From one manicured corner to the other;

A dappled glade that swayed spontaneously

In…

To the chancel of an Irish King's daughter,

In Bri's Beetle, Venus arrived.

We tied our knot where Saint Buriana lay

As the universe had contrived.

Our sun appeared just as the weatherman said,

Its second nearest planet flared.

While my Venus stepped into that sa…

After tired boots are unlaced,

After aching wrists are un-taped.

Before the dinners, black ties and a la carte subscriptions,

Before the bruises emerge and the lactate constrictions.

After the sayers have said and the doers have done,

After all those concerned, h…

We walked from turquoise Porthcurno,

Side by side, hip by hip

In the warm, lavender breeze,

Then sat and watched the swallows dance.

We stood above the towering silent cliffs

And the solemn, surging swell.

Captivated in an eternal,

Tireless, timeless trance.

We wa…

A second

Is a grain of sand,

A moment,

A glance,

A bird in hand.

A second is a blink of the eye,

A pang,

A peck,

A kiss goodbye.

A second, the finest thread that leaves

A stitch within your tapestry,

A fragment in your galaxy,

A comma in your biography.

Just a pi…