Baggy the Bard #12: Up Over

Just feeling the teeniest bit homesick at the moment.. fed up with being down under, I wouldn't mind being up over instead.   Up Over These rolling hills and fields of green are just a cruel trick it seems They make this place disarmingly familiar Same backdrop for a different stage with boards and traps… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #12: Up Over

Baggy the Bard #11: Tiger-Jim

Wee Jem is the baby in his family and it shows. He still gobbles down his dinner as if he knows one of his six siblings will be waiting to scoff it. Oh come off it now, just relax and chew. Nobody is timing you.   Jembo loves fixing things and tinkering with cars He… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #11: Tiger-Jim

Baggy the Bard #9: Family

Merry Christmas N's! Hope you are enjoying the holidays. From the photos and videos that I'm being sent of you guys it looks like you are having the best time. It's great to see your smiling faces on Skype and feel like we are in the same room even just for a minute or two.… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #9: Family

Baggy the Bard #8: They’re ok

Hi N's, It's been a while since I've been active on here. It's sort of been a while since I was properly active on any social media. I went through a bit of a dip in self-confidence recently, but I have (finally) come out the other side feeling like myself again. Even better than before, actually.… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #8: They’re ok

Baggy the Bard #7: The Queen of 68

To O, M and baby L. This one's in memory of your Great Granny, my Granny Teazy. I can't be sure that my recollections of her stories as I've retold them here are 100% accurate or factual, but I hope this poem gives you a bit of a feel for who she was - a… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #7: The Queen of 68

Baggy the Bard #6: Shudder to Think

Here's a poem I've written about how important I think it is to step back and be conscious of the choices you make. Which choices have you made because they are true to your own core values? Which pathways have you taken without making a choice at all, but by blindly following everyone around you,… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #6: Shudder to Think

Baggy the Bard #5: Silkburn

Today's poem has been inspired by the red raw burns under my arms from aerial silks class this week. They are eye-watering-ly stingy, but I am strangely proud of them.   Silkburn It takes one of a certain ilk to master these aerial silks, to climb up high and swing and tuck and let yourself… Continue reading Baggy the Bard #5: Silkburn

Trying something new… and hanging in there!

I've recently started going to aerial silks classes (and before you ask, YES this is 100% because of how much I want to run away and join the circus after seeing The Greatest Showman) and today I thought I'd write a post about it. This way you guys can follow how I'm getting on with… Continue reading Trying something new… and hanging in there!