When Mole first meets Ratty, in The Wind in the Willows, Ratty takes him out on the river. He stows a picnic hamper in the boat and Mole, curious, asks what’s inside it. Ratty replies, There’s cold chicken inside it … coldtonguecoldhamcoldbeefpickledgherkinssaladfranchrollscressandwichespottedmeatgingerbeerlemonadesodawater – Oh, stop, stop, Mole cries. It is too much. Ratty is worried. ‘Do … Continue reading It’sapicnic!
It is another day for playing with words, for making them up, for creating new sounds. Here’s a link to a poem by Edwin Morgan called ‘The Loch Ness Monster’s Song’. You can find it at the Scottish Poetry Library website. https://www.scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/poem/loch-ness-monsters-song/ Edwin Morgan imagined the song of the Loch Ness monster. He made up … Continue reading If we could hear things sing.
Today I’m feeling lazy and just can’t seem to conjure up any words to write. There’s only one solution on days like this – become a word thief. This is a brilliant way to really look at individual words and the different meanings they can carry. And don’t worry, it may be stealing but I’m … Continue reading Word thief