My head is playing up. I could rename last week ‘migraine week… and just when I thought my head was behaving … BANG… I’m reaching for the meds again today… very frustrating. As a consequence I’ve been fuzzy all the time and well… something had to give: the blog was parked for a while. Mr …

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February is Black History month, so here goes: Won’t you be my sister (by Amanda Gorman, US Youth Poet Laureate) Mark me as a ripple Make me a piercing drop Just so I can be but a note Of froth at the lip of a wave, In the roar of this cresting ocean. Name me …

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