Like medicine that’s “everso nice when the nasty taste’s gone”, several days of torrential rain left has everywhere washed and bright and sparkling: 
I expect there will be more storms later, but I’ve tipped the spiders out of my red wellies and found my hand-knitted winter socks, so I’ll be all right.
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Category: writing and writers
the narrator and me
There is a reason this blog is called “Don’t confuse the narrator”.
I post a lot of first person poetry, anecdotes and general prose, but I don’t guarantee the veracity of any of it. My world overlaps, and occasionally coincides with, the world described in my writing, but it is not the same world, and the narrator and I are not the same person.
Which makes this advert – which crops up regularly on my WordPress dashboard – more than a little ironic:

Perhaps if the domain on offer was:
dontconfusethenarrator.possiblysomebodyelseentirely, it might be more tempting.
room with a view
The window of the latest hotel room doesn’t offer much of a view. But I’ve always like red brick and it would be a lot more depressing if there weren’t that glorious unbroken blue sky.
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windfarm
sea sounds

While I was in the south, I managed to get an hour or so to walk along the marine parade at Alicante, which is as good an excuse as any to post this old piece, written in response to a challenge to write a favourite joke as a poem:
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