Those of you who follow my poetry 'career' may like to note that I have added three new poems to my poetry pages since starting my evening class (which incidentally broke away from cosy, supportive consensus for pretty much the first time last night, over a tricky and controversial sonnet. To my mind it wasn't tricky and controversial so much as complete and utter toss, but you've got to go through the motions of debate haven't you?)

10:57

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Imagine my delight when I arrived at work this morning to discover the latest sexy sparkling spin-off from the surreal sprawl that is Sinister: Some Boys Jumpers! It's a virtual jumble sale for twee kids with more corduroy than they know what to do with! Bapps made it! (Though I take a smidgin (how DO you spell that?) of credit for the original concept since I was banging on about shoes again on #sinister the other day.) I wonder what the chances are of anyone throwing out a pair of size six Camper slip-ons in plum...?

09:35

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OK, so that link to the shoes doesn't work. But behold!

And here are the ones I ACTUALLY bought:

I could fill this blog with pictures of beautiful shoes forever, you know. Be warned!

16:48

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