A diary of poems, Dec 2019 – May 2020, about home, family, childhood, haircuts, slugs and lockdown – recording this historic time, without the distance of hindsight.

Bringing together fifty years of poetry - about travelling, landscape, The Black Mountains on the Welsh borders, Cappadocia in Central Turkey, and home in Gloucestershire.

A collection of poems, all written in the summer and autumn of 2016, about grandsons, picking four-leaf clovers, shaving, being very still in a wood near home, and many other things.