Mum, the muse and her dogs

Mum, the muse and her dogs When working the first draft of ‘Disrupted Meadow’ (the one featured here), the opening was disrupted by the entrance of a passerby’s dog.  The Labrador couldn’t help itself entering the space I had carefully marked out on the edge of a meadow near a gate. The chance disruption to play is often a serendipitous …

Image from The Poetic Body Chapter. Carran and Tony as children with Jenny the dog

Hecate and Dog Poo

Hecate and Dog Poo One mighty canine whose master knows how to bag it and bin it In working as a Ward Councillor probably one of the most regular calls to action has been tackling dog poo and occasionally the human variety.  When I first moved to Southport, Richard and I affectionately nicknamed our new home town ‘Southpoo’, and a …