Mim's Muddle

The edges of things

Tue, 16 May 2017 02:50:35 +0000

Where the mountains meet sky Where rocks break sea Where skin touches skin And breath is breathed in Where a knife’s edge curls wood Where hands shape clay Where thought becomes form And beauty is made Where minds grow invention Where pen marks page Where words start stories And ink bleeds and fades Where streams […]

25 years

Tue, 31 Jan 2017 14:57:31 +0000

I don’t know what he’s grinning about, he’d forgotten my ring. I wore stupid feet hurting shoes. It was all terribly traditional, church wedding, Dad walked me down the aisle. I think this was one of the solemn bits. I’m not very good at solemn. We’re both reasonably good at being grinning idiots though. And then […]

It’s just a poem, ok. Mostly.

Sun, 15 Jan 2017 23:03:26 +0000

I don’t want to be angry any more, or sad, or exhausted I don’t want to feel resentment or despair Irritation, disappointment Fear But I can’t walk away I can’t not see, not know, not care I think I remember how to be happy Content At peace But I do not know how to get […]

Winterfest 2016 – The Peasant’s Feast

Mon, 11 Jul 2016 07:52:32 +0000

The Revolting Peasants were persuaded by nefarious means (ok, Andrew asked me and I said yes) to provide a Saturday night feast for the Winterfest reenactors. We were catering for 100 people. I did my usual thing, when it comes to cooking stuff, of reading lots of different recipes and using an idea from this […]

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