A new year - a new day is enough to be going on with. Another stepping stone in this change-river, another noticing in another moment....

This is the picture of the Balfron Tower in London, by Simon Terrill, which is mentioned in the poem. My son Benn was Project Manager on...

Kate was such a joy. We went to the Hay Festival, to Bruges, to Paris, to Cornwall, to poetry festivals and exhibitions, Akram Khan and...

Mind full of past. Dust collections in corners. Last year’s spider webs. Last century’s bus tickets. Trip over fabric piles that might...

The second image is from a quilt I admired, and the first is something that came from it.

This is a section of a Japanese-style jacket I'm making. Yesterday I completed this one. Most of the sections will be worked on in some...

In the kitchen, in the sink, in the bowl, in the water, the tv remote was drowning. There was nobody to blame, nothing to say how it got...