Hi Everyone. Sorry this is a few days late – my Mum and Dad were up visiting for the weekend.
I’m going to start with a shameless boast about past prompts! 388 more words
I’m afraid I scared off the eminent poet Andrew Motion. Poor chap! I listened to his talk and was one of those lucky enough to have a short private chat with him during his book-signing, where, I am so certain, I looked like a wide-eyed, palpitating, high-on-something, groupie. 334 more words