Annual Works Outing

I attended my first Bath Writers' Group Picnic in Victoria Park today.

A relaxing break away from quill and typewriter key as writers in Bath emerge blinking from their garrets and basements into the light of a beautiful day.

Sustenance is shared, tracts are declaimed, Glastonbury is anticipated, the air itself shivers with creative energy. This haiku was composed at the Picnic in the Park:

Summer sounds in Bath
Intrusive phone; tour guides drone
Vuvuzelas blown