Home thoughts from home

Doing a great course at Leicester Writing school called Poetry Toolkit run by Alison Dunne. Homework was to write a poem modelled on the poem What I really believe by Selima Hill from the Bloodaxe book "A little book of meat".  This is my version: What I really believe I believe that aubergine tastes better than steak; I believe that no-one is born evil, they become so through lack of nurture; I believe that marriage is for life, not just for Christmas, though Christmas is particularly hard; that you shouldn’t judge people, especially if you’ve not walked a mile in their shoes; that you should over prepare, and then go with the flow; that children really are the future, and nurturing them is the most important job in the world; that if Shakespeare was alive today, he would be script writing for Eastenders. that the only time we have is now, And we should be happy each day with how we’ve spent it; that there is

So finally got a short piece published anonymously in the Guardian, really pleased and proud. The only caveat was the sub-heading on the online version about   'I've no intention of ever going back to paid work. I'm 59 and I nearly died from a perforated bowel. Work isn't everything'  which isn't quite what I meant. Work is fine if you love it, the important thing is asking yourself the question about how you spend your time. http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2013/feb/23/what-really-thinking-survivor-serious-illness If you knew you were going to die at eight tonight, would you want to have spent today doing what you're doing? That's what I'm asking myself every day. All through my recovery people said, "Bet you can't wait until you can get back to work." No, I've no intention of ever going back to paid work. I'm 59 and I nearly died from a perforated bowel. Work isn't everything. Family, friends, films, art,