Buckingham Palace, Grosvenor Crescent, etc.


It was Monday the 2nd of March. On the surface, everything was normal. Restaurants were still open, stag parties downed cans and sang on public transport. In amongst it, I was trying to finish my Door-to-Door project.
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Poems for Syrian Families

Captain’s Log 26/02/20 11:09


I’m in a car in Kent, holding 3 poems. Sitting next to me is Dan, a caseworker from Migrant Help- a charity that offers support to refugees and asylum seekers. In the back is Eklas, an Arabic interpreter, who is now faced with the unenviable task of translating what’s in my hand.
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St Gemma’s Hospice


I first found out about St Gemma’s Hospice when I got an e-mail from Clare, whose actual job title was the ‘Head of Transformation’. She’d heard about me going door-to-door, writing poems for residents, and she wondered if I’d be up for getting involved in a different opportunity. St Gemma’s, she explained, is a charity that offers palliative and end of life care, for free, to the people of Leeds. Would I be interested in writing some poems for the patients? Continue reading “St Gemma’s Hospice”

London- Part 2- The Neasden Temple

Neasden Temple 2

My trip to Tottenham Lock left me feeling like I wasn’t quite finished in London. I couldn’t help wondering if visiting houseboats was somehow easier than visiting a house? I’d had a 100% success rate, which was unusual. And I’d been warned that there was absolutely no way this project would work in this city. I didn’t want to leave any room for doubt.
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