I don’t get poetry. Continue reading “Let the Little Spiders in”
When I was younger, I had an imaginary friend. His name was Mind Man. Incredibly original and creative, I know.
Also he was a superhero/rockstar so, like me, he reached the upper limits of coolness.
He wore a cape like Superman with MM on his chest (I was a big fan of Lois and Clark back in the day) and he was absolutely real… in his own kind of way. Continue reading “Inside my Head”
My sister bought me a teapot. It’s made of glass and it’s one of those special teapots were you can put the tea leaves in the top and then fill it with hot water and watch the tea infuse with little swirls of brown or green or yellow. Continue reading “The Life of a Glass Teapot”
I have spent far too much time worrying about what to put in this first blog post and not enough time writing it, so here I go! Writing it! Continue reading “They’re called Flatfish”
Are you making another blog, Richard? – Julie, 2017