Early days of school closure. My “seomra” is my new classroom. I’ve been opted out of travelling to Manchester for the rest of the term. So all seven of us are at home group distancing. Still in a whirl at the speed of it all.
I am in awe of all the front line healthcare staff around the world who are working to keep us safe and care for us when we are not. They have my gratitude, support and respect.
There is plenty to keep us all busy and I still have a full programme of writing and reading to get through. It feels a bit surreal though and not a little disconcerting.
I have decided that this is a time for lighter to downright bad poetry to keep us amused and occupied. Here is my first venture.
I wish everyone who reads this to be safe and well with good support to help when needed.