Well! That was the Weekend that Was

~ Sarada Gray

Finally I’m able to string two words together after a crowded weekend.  On Saturday we were busy all day after Burnham Wood removed to Dunsinane – or to be slightly more accurate, to Enderby for a day of fun, frolic and lasagne.  To be prosaic for a moment, this was a church awayday of discussion and Things.  Especially Things.  Some interesting stuff came out of the day, so watch this space for potential developments…

All right, that’s enough watching the space.  So, after that we repaired in possession of chips and dips, to a party at the Y Theatre (and Y not?) for Nerissa’s 60th birthday.  There were loads of people I hadn’t seen for ages and that was fun.  Then on Sunday the usual – church followed by Peter’s for yoga and thence to Yesim’s for a great evening of song and bardishness.

Yesterday I had writing stuff to do and a Sainsbury’s order to collate, so I have only just caught up with myself.

And that was the weekend.  More thoughts tomorrow.

Kirk out

Published by Sarada Gray

I started my first novel, aged 8, in a draughty vicarage, finishing it 14 years later. My first poem emerged on a Sussex beach in 1965, but I didn’t return to poetry until 2007: I’m still trying to find out why. I have published short stories, poems and reviews and am a recognised performance poet. I’ve been married 21 years and have two children, Holly, 20 and Daniel, 17; but my husband now wants to be known as female. My struggles with this and its effects on my writing, are the springboard for short stories and a radio play.

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