The Newt in Somerset

Tish has reminded me today of the art of waiting. An art that seems to be disappearing in our world of next day deliveries and instant communications. It is an art we should cherish as waiting is all about anticipation, something James Reeves captured perfectly in his poem Waiting. A poem that also brings back very happy childhood memories for me, as it was the first solo work I ever performed on stage! And the final line; Continue reading →