Archives for the month of: April, 2017

It’s almost May! How did that happen? I caught up with a London-dwelling friend of mine yesterday. It was great to tell her about the North East literary events taking place  next month.

I’m looking forward to performing at Poetry Jam in Durham on Thursday 4th May. I’m sharing the floor with Paul Summers and Tom Conway at the Waddington Street Centre, 3 Waddington Street, Durham, DH1 4BG from 7pm.

The following week sees the relaunch of Pure Fiction in the upstairs of The Old George Inn off Newcastle’s Bigg Market on Thursday 11th May. old george

Writers Rod Glenn and Victoria Watson will be reading from and talking about their work. I’ll be hosting the evening. Doors open 6.45pm for a prompt 7pm start. Buy your three quid tickets in advance from Ticketsource

North Tyneside Writers’ Circle returns to North Shields library on Saturday 20th  May from 11am to 1pm.  I run this with event with Jennifer C Wilson and Sandy Chadwin and May’s guest is the writer Mark Iveson.pencil-sketch-colour

I’m also running a couple of writing workshops in May and want to attend some of the events at the Newcastle Poetry Festival


I suspect if you opened my veins my blood would be navy blue with white polka dots. Why? Well, once an Indie Chick, always an indie pop fan. A love of polka dot tops came out of worshipping The Smiths and trying to emulate Strawberry Switchblade (if you don’t know what I’m talking about, ask yer granny…)

I bought a sleeveless navy blue and white polka dot blouse from Attic in Newcastle’s Haymarket back in 1983 and wore it at gigs, at The Tube when I was a regular member of the audience and for my first official photo as winner in the Evening Chronicle Poetry competition in autumn 1985. We sat on the steps of the Lit and Phil and I wore my Nan’s blue cardie over the polka dot top.

I rediscovered the silky polka dot top inside an old suitcase in 2013. It had spent about 20 years in my Mam and Dad’s garage in Blaydon. The top still fits and I wore it at a Ska “do” late last year. Here’s me dancing to The Specials. Thanks to Jonathan Keys for taking the photo.

When I wasn’t listening to indie pop and buying second hand clothes I was singing in bands. Here’s a link to Micklewhite. We liked to think we were the four Keith Moons of the Rock Apocalypse but listening back (with a gap of almost two decades) I think we’re still indie ’til we die. What do you think?

%d bloggers like this: