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On Windows and Fish

The reading window is open. The envelopes are stacking up.

So not much from me this week. Instead I'm reading poems and baking cake. The cake is for the HappenStance Winterfest event at the Scottish Poetry Library on Wednesday. Last night I dreamed I was there and the reading part went all wrong because we had a poet who wanted to read but who wasn't on the programme and I couldn't even get him to begin his poem, let alone end it. So there was much panic, the time management at such events being a delicate matter.

But in the end he read something, and Andrew Sclater did some stuff, and Gerry Cambridge did some stuff, and I thanked everybody.

And then I remembered that although I'd brought the cake and the crisps and the juice and the white wine and the red wine and the serviettes and my notes, I had forgotten the books.

So the rows of seats were full of lovely people who had arrived for the books to be launched and there were NO BOOKS. 

A great relief to wake up and go and read some poems. Pencils sharpened at dawn.

Stuff Christmas shopping. I have other fish to fry.

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Comments 3

Guest - christina fletcher on Sunday, 11 December 2016 10:51

Oh no! 2B?

Oh no! 2B?
Guest - Marjorie Neilson on Monday, 12 December 2016 10:39

You are not the only one to suffer from a Christmas senior moment. The reading group I go to decided we would bring a book wrapped so no-one would not what the book was. Guess who forgot to take hers? Yup, me!
Bah humbug.

You are not the only one to suffer from a Christmas senior moment. The reading group I go to decided we would bring a book wrapped so no-one would not what the book was. Guess who forgot to take hers? Yup, me! Bah humbug.
Guest - Barbara Saunders on Sunday, 18 February 2018 01:01

That's a year of your blog read. Time for bed!

That's a year of your blog read. Time for bed!
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