It’s been a bit of a mixed week for Boy Three – culminating with being fired out of a cannon, cunningly disguised as a cement mixer (the cannon, not the child). He has spent much of the last week twanging with worry about coronavirus. Not surprising really as everywhere he turns, news outlets are giving […]
Metrophobia on National Poetry Day
Metrophobia. Fear of poetry. In the first few classes, I thought it was one of those set-piece jokes like teachers repairing the fabric of the school with leftover dining hall dinners. But then I realised they were serious. Creative writers with a fear of poetry. Who knew? I don’t understand enough about it to be […]