Poewetray!

Last time we visited Grandma, Poet Girl read her one of her poems and Grandma hinted she prefers poetry when it’s in Black Country dialect. So today, she had a go at reading Liz Berry’s amazing work aloud! Think it went down well.

Van Man sat with his mum all afternoon whilst Poet Girl and I checked in to our very comfy digs for the next two nights and procured a set of cards to reinstate a Boxing Day favourite.