Watching Dad – for JRS Abbott 1937-2012
Four years ago today, I lost my father. These poems were written at stages of my father’s long struggle with Parkinson’s Disease. I’m proud of him and proud to be his. John Robert Simcoe Abbott, 1937-2012
A Low Calorie Easter Treat…
Here’s a little treat for Easter that won’t pile on the pounds… It’s a tale of generosity, everlasting love, and bunnies… Happy Easter! G;{~
Word of Mouth Birthday Celebrations
My train from Bath took me straight North to Manchester and I arrived at Manchester Piccadilly just ½ hour before the storytelling started. Earphones, SatNav, charge! I loved walking through Manchester, obeying the orders of the bossy woman’s voice I heard in my ears. I was pleasantly surprised at how much I recognised, having not […]
Imagine Children’s Festival, Royal Festival Hall, London
On Monday morning, 15th Feb, at the Royal Festival Hall in London, I ran an hour long session for blind children and their siblings at the Imagine Festival. My brief was to involve the children in a highly interactive storymaking session. This would draw on previous work I’ve done in Norfolk with blind children on behalf […]
My Hackney Valentine…
Then we were home. We were both genuinely sad to leave so shining a country, so energetic, so optimistic. We were sad to leave the graciousness, the warmth of Indians behind, to say nothing of the warmth of India itself. India was cotton shirts, tee shirts. Home was damp, clammy, cold, but still home. We […]