A poem about remembering hope in the bleakness. Love came down at Christmas, To wipe away bitter tears...
Tag: Christmas
Christmas reading
If you're looking for some reading to snuggle up with (or enjoy in the sunshine, depending on what hemisphere you're in), or perhaps a last minute Christmas present, can I humbly suggest my new book, Waking hours. It's available in paperback and ebook format, with special discounts over Christmas. I would love to hear your thoughts on it. If you've previously read my blog you may have already had a sneak peek! Here are the opening few lines, written during a snowy London January a few years back. More to follow over the new few days...
Wishing you a happy Advent
I have previously blogged on how much I love Advent. But this year I just wasn't feeling it. I was a bit meh. A bit bear that's hungover from drinking the dregs of beer cans she's found in a hedge. A bit distant...So I came up with my own kind of Advent calendar to cheer myself up...
Planning for an imperfect Christmas Day
I hope for a pleasant day with family, nice food, time to relax, some decent gifts. In practice, I know I'll be donating some of my presents to the local charity shop, and people to whom I've given presents will be thinking the same, despite the time I spent choosing something I thought they'd like...There may be spillages, passive aggression and headaches by early evening. Whatever happens, it won't be perfect.