The Cafe Cat

Somewhere in the dark without edges The indicator ticks Radio Four murmuring all the while Grandma's hands are clasped around...

If you cannot meet me halfway  Meet me by the swans  Where our seasons together  Played on the water  From September to Sept...

Inspired by an autumn weekend kicking up the leaves and a desire for bright red, rosy apples from the Brogdale Collections, Kent.  ...

It's gooseberry season, so I had a think about what I could make with them while they are at their peak. Popping into the greengroc...

Contrition, wails your siren song Like a lighthouse sweeping the shadows A beacon of hope for another  In the darkness of empty w...