I liked the Poetry Society's Free Verse event on April 25th, where dozens of small press publishers had stalls. One of the talks was "AI in Poetry and Translation".
I bought "A Z-hearted guide to heartache" by Charley Barnes (V.press, 2018), "checkout" by Kathy Gee (V.press, 2019), "This Lexia & other languages" by Helen Kay (V.press, 2020), and was given "Patterns in the dust" (Foyles Young Poets of the year anthology, 2025), "Always another twist" by Sarah Leavesley (Mantle Lane Press, 2018), and "Kaleidoscope" by Sarah Leavesley (Mantle Lane Press, 2017).
I popped into the LRB bookshop too, buying "One sun only" by Camille Bordas - short stories (Serpent's tail, 2026).
Spain. Somebody has tried to cross out the Hawaii pizza
South of Dublin
Cambridge
Hardy called Swanage Knollsea. In this photo there's a concrete pillbox, crab and lobster pots, and a folly from London. The ships that took Portland stone to London were ballasted with odds and ends for the return journey - bollards, etc.
This "Great Globe", on the edge of Swanage dates from the 1870s. It's about 3m in diameter and was made in Greenwich.
Dancing Ledge is a terrace of rock that's covered at high tide. A cuboid hole was cut into it to make a swimming pool. My mother's school used it to teach the children how to swim. I never saw my mother swim.
When this shop was Woolworths there was a ballroom on the first floor. My parents met there. My cousin owns the shop now. Their storeroom is upstairs.
These Dinosaur prints are in a field far from anywhere.
Back in the 1990s I managed to photograph a bird flying along il ponte vecchio (it's just above the people's heads).
Near Potter's Bar, this stone is on a piece of grass. It reads "Near this spot at 3.30 in the afternoon of September 15th 1784, Vicenzo Lunardi, the Italian balloonist, made his first landing whilst on his pioneer flight in the English atmosphere. Having handed out a cat and dog, the partners of his flight from London, he re-ascended and continued north-eastward."
It features an eroded Italy
In a Swanage restaurant I went to the toilet and saw this air freshener - showing where I was married.
This dates from 1993, before the euro. I brought it home as a souvenir.
This was my local laundrette long ago. My wife-to-be and I used to go there on our early dates. I'm amazed it's still open.
This cinema closed down before I arrived in Cambridge. I think it was opposite St Barnabas church, but I'm not sure
The Bath House opened in 1927. The area was poor, so the baths were an important amenity. In 1969 a sauna was added. In 1975 a bath cost 10p to the public, but the real cost was £1.09, so it became a centre for community groups. It's still running. I spent many happy Saturday mornings there in the Friends of the Earth office. See my
My story collection "By All Means" (ISBN 978-0-9570984-9-7), published by Nine Arches Press, is on sale from
My poetry pamphlet "Moving Parts" (ISBN 978-1-905939-59-6) is out now, on sale at the