Regrets? I’ve got quite a lot, and one of them is that I won’t be able to get down to the next Hidden Door Festival. Regular readers of my blog will remember I had a smashing time at the first Hidden Door, which left me raring to go again. Unfortunately this year I have family commitments which take me away. I am even more regretful as it also means I shall be missing the premier of Alastair Cook’s film of my poem -ed. I always forget to tell people this poem has also been translated into Spanish, if anyone wants the link, let me know.
So I’m hoping that all my lovely readers in and around Edinburgh will go, and enjoy the poetry, music, art and much more, and also watch Alastair’s film and let me know what you think.
This is the last you’ll here from me for a few weeks, as I’m off to Berlin, and then Wales. Don’t miss me too much!