Writing, after the rains came

Friday, 25 March 2016

Majestic #1

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Chapter 1 RMS Majestic arrived in the Solent on the 10th April 1922, exactly ten years to the day since Titanic made the same cumbersom...
Monday, 7 March 2016

On writing

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Words hewn from the rocks of Purbeck Thoughts mined Panned from the silt, or puzzled out Joined end to end and piece by piece Appeari...
Saturday, 13 February 2016

Sunrise, Stanley Ferry

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The earth here is ripped torn and split and the water pools in its wounds like blood so flood-ravaged and washed out that walking the p...
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Monday, 8 February 2016

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You ask me where I come from And I tell you this. A place but not one place Roots that exist, but struggle to grip the sand That lined ...

My top ten reads of 2015

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This novel tells the story of Matt, a teenage schizophrenic, living with the guilt over his part in the death of his younger brother.  It i...

Birdsong, after the flood

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Reed Bunting I walk the causeway that bisects the hollowed bowl so long a crater now pitted scar turned wetland. Before me the cas...

We march on

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Today Saints beat Manchester United one nil, and for the first time in months I followed the result avidly, checking my phone for updates an...
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Thanks for reading my blog. Here's a bit about me... I'm a teacher with 15 years of experience in FE, HE and local government. As well as writing about education I have recently rediscovered the joy of creative writing. It's rough around the edges as most of it is written in snatches of time, but I'm hoping that one day I can dedicate more time to it. Writing (anything) is a massive pleasure so thank you for taking the time to share my words.
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