Each memory I make is usually plated up with some sort of delicious dish.
This isn't an exhaustive list, and I've probably forgotten a few shows, but here are some of the TV shows, films and theatre screenings I've been enjoying during lockdown.
I've written a poem that's been included in Locked Write Down: a home-grown anthology of 22 poems written during the COVID-19 pandemic.
I wrote this poem quite early on in lockdown for a poetry submission on the theme of nature. It didn't get picked, so I thought I'd share it on here. Waste not, want not!
Two weeks ago, Nuffield Southampton Theatres (NST) was the first theatre to announce its fall into administration, after the blow of the Coronavirus pandemic took its toll on the cultural community.
Since we're staying safe inside with nowhere to be, and perhaps often very little to actually do, we don’t really have that excuse of busyness for our terrible timing for texting back. We really are always available now; and never has there been a more vital time to stay connected.
I originally wrote this poem, Curtains Up, in support of Nuffield Southampton Theatres (NST) and their fundraising efforts, since they hold a place close to my heart. But really, this poem is for all theatres and performers. You are so missed, and we will be there once again when the curtain goes up, ready to cheer you on.
Spring is all about movement: springing forward, and springing up; new life, new beginnings, moving on, growth, freshness. Even its synonyms are mobile: elasticity, bounce, hop, bound. It’s ironic, then, that this year's spring is defined by stillness.
I hope this poem may bring you a little peace in the middle of all this coronavirus chaos.