a dog's life in the Tamar valley, Cornwall, PL17

On photography I have learnt to look without seeing, Always through glass, Distanced, but not darkly. Peppered by the sprinkled words of con...

Spot isn't naturally well informed but he reads a lot, and these are some of the reference books he has to hand in his very untidy study...

drawing by Andreina Bertelli, and Hope by Alba Chapman Hope Here I am at the end of the line as I close the door to the present that is alre...

Spot finds villanelles tough but terzanelles ... thanks for stimulating his interest. .........................................................

when we are old and grey will we remember the flash and the stream of the day rippling now under the bough down to the sea and away? poem by...

these daisies are out everywhere. One small detail should suggest that this is out of the family archive. Will it rain on my party? Will it ...

on a black day I am Spot no more but Spo, bright and gay; and sore. but there are too many unwanted pups in the world, so the T's had to...

Tomorrow we say farewell to our friend Deirdre for the last time. She was a popular woman with a mordant wit and a generous heart. She spent...

in a wood I would be in ashes and flame an anenome by nature and by name a poem by Spot the one I did earlier

the boss's boss doing her chores