Just as I thought I would be spending more time writing, I seemed to stop and find myself totally immersed in the whole country - baby - new friends and new business thing. Quite frankly I've been too exhausted to bring you along on the journey so far and I sincerely apologise, but hope I can make up for it. I'm sure the new wallpaper strips will amuse you and the strange customs will enlighten you, at the very least...intrigued? Well...
It all started when I decided to go along to a 'Peace night' at what has become my favourite and indeed almost only shop I frequent in Wellington - Nurtured by Nature. An ethical and organic shop, with an acoustic cafe and complementary therapies and really lovely staff!
People were invited to come along and read a poem about what peace meant to them. Not a great number of people turned up, but we all sat around a table and shared our poems and thoughts. It was a magical evening. A real mix of people and interesting ideas. I did something for myself that evening, breaking away from the world of caring for my little family, I found my voice again and used it.
This is the poem I wrote - it needs to be read out aloud. It's all my own work, please contact me if you want me to come and perform it along with some other gems I've written, that can even be sung. We sang this at the gig, but that's another post...
Peace of my Land
Agro! Agro! Agro!
I grow vegetables in my garden
Peace Peace Peace
Peas, broccoli - purple sprouting, courgettes and marrow
War! War! War!
Watering my garden every day brings such
Peace Peace Peace
Sweet peas, marigolds, forget me nots
Ah me cabbages have been eaten by slugs
Sit down and let me tell you all about it
It's really a bad year for runner beans
I ran after the rabbit that nibbled my salad leaves
Now see the way the artichoke leans
I've gone and re-potted all the house-plants
Really gently opened out the roots
Sold you some of my best tomatoes
Do you remember your first fruit?
Piecing together a potted history
Writing about what peace means to me
Walked across the neighbour's field
Piss off my land, said he.