Launching in September, the PANGEA ANTHOLOGY would make an excellent gift. Oh and I’m in it 🙂 To read the latest update, click the link.
The Linnet’s Wings features several pages of my poetry this month, on the subject of Place and Identitiy. Also a very cute photo of me aged two or three 12th July 1956/7? One of my sisters will know.
Go to the link and click on the magazine cover to see the full screen version. Then you can turn the pages and read right through from Slemish pages 4 – 13! Each poem is accompanied by an explication — a paragraph which tells you something about the inspiration for the piece.
I hope you will enjoy these poems. I hope that if you do, you will tell me so!
Marion Clarke also has some poems there — Reflections on Carlingford Lough. Marion is one our regular poets at EDP and one of this year’s WINNERS and she too just happens to be from Northern Ireland but she still lives there. We have never met. We will have to correct that one day.
Or why not BUY a copy?
The 28th June 2012 will be long remembered in Newcastle upon Tyne and long remembered by all of us who were under the great storm. There is a photo taken from an aeroplane coming in to land of the great mushroom cloud that was that storm and had I known I was under that I would have been terrified. As it was, the day began with the expectation that Nathan Rosen would be performing that night at Take Ten at The Cumberland Arms Byker and that we would be in Newcastle all day until then. So we met cousins Claire and Andrew and headed off for a bit of culture at The Baltic Flour Mill (modern art exhibition centre).
We listened to the sounds of the Tyne translated, amlified and delivered to the roof of the Baltic by this ingenious apparatus
We listened to The Janet Cardiff 40 part Motet for ages. I could have sat there forever. It was just as well to have had such relaxation before the storm which despite the calm around uswas about to disrupt the day.
We were pinned down by the storm in the relative comfort of The Sage where water was pouring inside and out and you couldn’t see the city any more across the river. That was the actual colour of the sky! and lightning struck the Tyne Bridge with such a thunderous crack that my hair stood on end. The camera shook a bit…I usually like a good storm! Mmm – bit close for comfort! and a bit eerie really.
And then there was the rain.
Buses were disrupted. We eventually got from the Sage to the Station but found it was closed due to flooding. So we waded over to China Town for a meal. We were so wet you could have rung us out and still it continued to pour down. We managed to get to the Cumberland Arms. God knows what we thought was going to happen there… But the gig was cancelled! Naturally!
The city was in gridlock. Traffic was at a standsill. The road to the coast was flooded. All roads out were blocked with traffic. Trains, buses, taxis, emergency sercvices, all gridlocked! Thankkfully we didn’t have to get all the way home becasue we were with family and after two hours travelling 4 miles to their house, and after a cup of tea and a rest, Andrew conveyed us home after midnight. We are so grateful!!!
It was stressful but there were people a lot worse off than us! who’d lost power or were flooded out. And a storm of great ferocity was about to hit Baltimore too! (Seems no matter where they were, Nathan and Jenesta were going to encouter a storm.)
So the Cumberland Arms didn’t happen that night BUT it did happen eventually – not at Take Ten but more later. All’s well that ends well.
Basically any pub that can get the thumbs up from a couple of Baltimoreans on the matter of Crab Soup and Kipper Pate is well worth a visit. Admittedly all fish dishes lacked a srpinkling of Old Bay which is the taste of Baltimore but the scenery and ambience made up for that as for Old Bay — I have to admit it is a bit tasty 🙂
So much so that I dare say when I eat the Kipper Cakes I have in the freezer, it might be on the table at the time!!! If you don’t know Old Bay buy some. It has a lot to do with celery salt and paprika but more besides… And of course we had Craster Kippers for breakfast the next morning. Nathan proclaimed the cakes easier to eat but the kippers well worth the effort.
If you live in the UK you can order Craster Kippers online LUCKY YOU! Ohterwise you’ll just have to take Nathan’s word for that they’re good!
Their smoked haddock also makes lovely Kedgeree. I made two varieties.
1. using traditional curry powder
2. using Old Bay
I prefered the first. Nathan and Jenesta prefered the second
but there was none of either left.
Cooked smoked haddock fillet flaked and boned
Cooked rice (enough for number of people)
Hard boiled egg chopped per person
a good knob of butter added to the hot rice
curry powder (or Old Bay If you use Old Bay DO NOT ADD SALT) to taste. (I add it a teaspoon at a time and taste otherwise you can end up with quite a raw spice flavour.)
Combine all the ingredients, give it a stir and serve with warm buttered toast.
Other things can be added to kedgeree such as cold peas, lentils etc but I don’t tend to do that.
The island is mostly occupied by sheep and it seems to rub off! Thus next morning we joined the flock of folk on the trail towards Lindisfarne Castle. Of course most of them only went as far as the castle but as rain was forecast humph! I decided that we should walk to the obelisk at the eastern tip. It’s a beautiful walk
But I have to admit the decision was probably Oonahlateral. Not everyone has my liking for walking to the edge of beyond and then walking back for no other gratification than having done so — and my visitors were city folks. But if it’s your ‘thing’ then I heartily reccommend a walk all the way round Holy Island – just for the sake of it and for natural quietude of the place (my favourite sound).
We didn’t get wet and we visted Lindisfarne Castle in the afternoon.
Lytton Strachey was singularly unimpressed with the castle as a dwelling when he visited in the early 20th century (he would have been impressed with Nathan’s beard as he sported something similar). He thought all the stariways a death-trap if one was late for dinner! I have to say I am inclined to agree with his assessment and I was also thankful to be only 4ft 11 as I saw more than one visitor rubbing their head! Nonetheless, a good place to go so if you can — do.
It affords wonderful views.
What else to do on the Island? Eat at The Crown and Anchor. Visit the shop and try some Mead or Alnwick RUM. RELAX when the other visitors have gone and listen tyo the sheep and seals competing for your attention.
RAIN. It started disrupting the holiday from day one and at Alnwick Castle
the Lost Cellars were errr… LOST — under about two feet of water. Apparently ghosts can’t operate in those conditions. and to my utter dismay the cascade didn’t seem to be doing much either.
But all was not lost. Under the column of water we withstood the elements and sought out potions in
, ate a superb lunch (in Harry Potter style) and then headed over to Barter Books for a well deserved browse in the warm and dry.
I didn’t even have to cook that night as we were invited to dinner with the beautiful and talented Amanda Baker. Nathan sang for his supper (The Derelict) and Amanda gave us a poem 🙂
Sometimes it’s great to spend time showing friends around familiar sights and places but within the past two weeks I have done things right here in Northumberland that I never did before thanks to our friends Nathan and Jenesta who visited from Baltimore. It was nice to be taken out of myself and my normal routines. I don’t go out enough!! My blog has been sadly neglected because of the somewhat grueling schedule of sight-seeing visits and stop-overs I had arranged and the best laid plans… but we did some stuff – hey guys? So in daily rushes, here is some of what we got up to.Well I never did that before!
That’s right folks. Over at Every Day Poets all this week you can read the Winning Entries to our short forms contest. It was such a success and thanks to all of you who entered. Please go and congratulate our worthy winners every day this week.
I have just today finished choosing August’s poems and I have to say EDP continues to be a great big little poetry mag and I am proud of her so get your poem a day and stay poetic.
My poem Night of the Penguin is Poem of the Month in Diamond Twig. This is my second time as poem of the month there. Check it out and whilst we’re sweltering in the rain or heat (depending which awful conditions you are currently having) think of the penguins down there at the pole.