Enthusiasm, despite boyhood abuse, a mostly unhappy homelife, a lonely boarding-school that from aged 7, this Soul - an evergreen God-botherer - sought consolation in fantasy worlds only to find they are more real than...well, even a crocus can burst through concrete.
My first poem was to a violet, my second to a country cottage we had left empty and subequently, as an actor,teacher,learner, I have written copiously. Many plays and musicals performed; articles in Yoga magazines etc; chapter in REINVENTING ED more...
