About jemma74
I am espoused to Kevin Donnelly - he of Tin Drummer fame - and, together with our two splendid cats, Grace and Mabel, we share this little slice of heaven down on the Severn... oh, and I also do poetry. Also reading, cooking, drinking and drama teaching not always at once or in that order.
One of the many things over which Himself and I disagree is music. There are moments of convergence, XTC for example, and we were in complete agreement about walking out of church to the strains of Booker T and the … Continue reading →
Poems (or “pomes”, as my lovely English teaching friend Marilyn Mary Mack call them) have been thin on the ground this year. This suggests that I just find them lying around like a gorgeously speckled pebble or a perfectly patinaed … Continue reading →
….The fifth of November 2009. The first time I heard my husband’s voice. ‘Twas a dark and stormy night and I’d just popped into Sainsbury’s to grab a sandwich prior to taking students out to the theatre. It was quite … Continue reading →
Half-term (it’s no good, I can’t call them terms, or worse “term-lets”) has afforded me the chance to download from the camera and upload onto a well-known social networking site, some of the pictures I’ve taken this year. We decided, … Continue reading →
“Back to school”. Those three little words. The dread descends. But, there are things to celebrate. My own department’s results are pretty good this year, in fact, they’re the best they’ve ever been in the school’s history and the best … Continue reading →
I’ve just finished reading Marina Lewycka’s We Are All Made of Glue. Interesting for a few reasons; Kevin’s reading the Man Booker Prize winner at the moment and Lewycka was asked to comment (for R4’s Front Row I think) on … Continue reading →
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