I enjoyed reading as part of the Filter Festival, Nunsthorpe, last night and gave my most recent poem sequence an airing, as well as Flightpath whose sunny inspirations contrasted with a cool October night! Some good poets there, including the excellent David Cooke who was launching his latest book. Great to see cultural activity burgeoning in what the media, allegedly, seem to be writing off as a “bad” area.

Other than that, my thought processes seem to have turned into a soup of how our soaps and shampoos are creating maritime soup – so lots of soup and soap – how the English gave small-pox infested blankets to the North-American Indians, creating an epidemic and how art can help to challenge it all….but meantime, what do I wash myself with?