No panic here

This was the last week before college bites -- back to that other grindstone. So I locked the front door, ignored the phone and worked flat out. As usual I didn't get as far as I thought I would. However, Rose Cook's everyday festival has gone to Robert and Liz at Dolphin Press, and so has Alison Brackenbury's Shadow ( a collection of animal poems).

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On with the show

One wedding over. It was a lovely day and the HappenStance prototype PoemCard made its first appearance. Since then it's been slimmed down, tweaked, its leading changed, its titling endlessly rearranged, its backside information fiddled with. But some gorgeous envelopes are on order. The end product is very very close.

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HappenStance poem cards

Gillian gets married on Monday. Gillian is the person who does almost all the graphics for HappenStance and she's my daughter. This week she's been not only running in and out of Edinburgh, with her boyfriend, making wedding arrangements, getting cake tins (she's doing her own wedding cake) and so on, but also sending me images for the pamphlets in hand.

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Winners!

Excellent news! Janet Loverseed's poem 'Portrait of Henrietta Moraes on a Blue Couch, 1965' has won the Grey Hen competition. The Judges' comments are very interesting too -- worth a look.

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Summer, what summer?

After a nearly glorious day yesterday when I walked along the beach with my son, who is visiting, today it's back to rain. A bit of a blow to find that a fourth leak seems to have developed in the conservatory roof. Oh dear. Something expensive is going to have to happen soon. I work in there!

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Four wheels on my wagon

It continues to be a non-Summer Summer. In the conservatory, the three dishes set to catch the drips caught quite a number when we were away (so did we).

However, for the first time in ages even the shadow of a migraine is absent. It probably won't last but at least a little clear mental space is a delight. And I'm proud to say that I did spend one day cycling quite a long way down Loch Lochay and back and was none the worse for it: not exactly athlete territory but better than sitting for ten hours at a desk.

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