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Thinking about childhood and there was this memory of dressing up and wandering around the neighbourhood kitted up in lovely gowns, provided by girl next door. She’s my best friend. Best friends are the stuff of life. It’s a special love. How many others are there?

Pedson's Charity

I just met Emma Jane in town and she tells me Lucy’s in Uganda. She’s travelled out alone and is staying out there with her friend, Pedsen, who is trying to raise funds and build a school and an orphanage. He has a charity, a website and is an amazing singer and musician. He plays Ugandan instruments that are made out of nothing, well scraps. There’s one made out of old bicycle spokes. It’s a harp! So beautiful and what was the other one made of, some old thing that we wouldn’t look twice at. He has smile a mile wide and a will to create.

What’s a poem for this?

The Folk Cafe

This is as good a place as any to begin a blog. It was two weeks ago that I said ‘yes, I would read my poetry at a sort of a folk /open mic session held in aid of Lucy’s charity ‘CHAPS’.’ Lucy is raising money for an orphanage she’s going to build in Uganda. Someone wants to go out and raise the money for an orphanage in Uganda. So I thought Yay! I’m there and if that’s to read some poetry that I haven’t read in public, so be it. Read More...