It felt good getting the train to Mortlake for a poetry workshop with the poet Ruth O’ Callaghan – it was my first solo journey since I started being treated for blood clots in my lungs, known as pulmonary embolism. I packed up my drugs (and syringe) and headed off to London feeling, at last, as if I’m getting better after feeling ill all year. If anyone needed to feel an input of Spring, I did and Mortlake, where Spring comes early, looked like the Garden of Eden with its abundant flush of blossom. It was worth the journey just for that but, appropriately, the theme for the poetry workshop was Transport and I managed to write four new poems on the subject. I recommend Mortlake who has over-looked its particular charms.
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