Weekly Photo Prompt: secret garden

Welcome to my weekly photo prompt!  Every Monday I will share a photo which I like, and taking it as a starting point, I'll endeavour to come up with a piece of creative writing.  This might be a 100 word story, a poem, haiku, limerick or longer piece - I'm not setting any rules apart from …

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Song Lyric Sunday: a song for someone you love

This looks fun.  I just discovered a new weekly blogging prompt, Song Lyric Sunday from Helen Espinosa, a writer and blogger in Utah. The idea is simply that every Sunday you share the lyrics of a song you like on a particular theme. This week's is a song that makes you think of someone you love …

Family Days Out in Leeds: Leeds City Museum

I’ve had my fair share of underwhelming experiences trying to organise family days out at museums. Last weekend I think I finally got it right with a great afternoon out at Leeds City Museum! These are my five top tips for making the most of one of these free tourist attractions on our doorstep. Make sure …

Limerick Challenge Week 29: Time Travel

I love taking part in this Weekly Limerick Challenge! Definitely going to have a go at this week's!

Six Word Story Challenge: Loser

Got fired. Came home. Kicked cat. This is my entry to the Six Word Story Challenge posted by Nicola at Sometimes Stellar Storyteller.  I've missed this - the scribblings, crossings out and at last the eureka moment when you nail those six perfect words! Glad you're back Nicola!

Top Girls and Theresa May

some thoughts on Top Girls and female prime ministers

Brexit in the Classroom

Had to re blog this. Absolutely brilliant!

Weekly Photo Prompt: Bananas

 Drink a pint with Farage, he's your mate Who says Brexit will make Britain great. He's retiring, job done, And the prize that he's won Will be bendy bananas, not straight.         This limerick was written for my weekly photo prompt. Every Monday I share a photo which I like, and taking it as a …

“In Time of the Breaking of Nations” – Thomas Hardy

  Only a man harrowing clods In a slow silent walk With an old horse that stumbles and nods Half asleep as they stalk   Only thin smoke without flame From the heaps of couch grass; Yet this will go onward the same Though Dynasties pass   Yonder a maid and her wight Come whispering …