1. The smell of praline at the French market in the Pantiles.
2. As our fire caught, its light picked out bright red yew berries on the branches above us.
3. Holding a blođ to mark Samhain. Three drinking horns went round and round the circle. We toasted absent friends, our ancesters and those who have gone on before. As the horns emptied, they were filled again and again - with honeyed beer, mead and cider.
Shut in, three quick strokes and event.
1. I'm with the glossy white-haired ladies in hot pink and emerald green and china blue linen waiting for the department store to open i...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. Oli has written a poem describing how Tunbridge Wells makes him veer between wanting to fall in love and wanting to shoot people. Which i...
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1. The cottage across the carpark is covered in scaffolding. Now that the roofers have gone home, the family has climbed up to see the view ...