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I am so excited to be part of the judging team for the Countryfile Photographic Competition. This year the theme is Seasons in the Sun and along with Photographer Simon King I look forward to seeing your entries.

Here are more details on the competition

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/articles/4WQ75dsQTfKTqSjb87d4rCS/the-countryfile-photographic-competition-2018

You can catch up on the launch of the competition in this episode of Countryfile where you’ll see me out on the water capturing some photos of my own.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0b7mb6h

Looking forward to tomorrow’s BBC Radio 2 Blues Show.

Listen in, see you there !

https://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0b6p8gk

A huge thank you to everyone who donated to the Green for Grenfell campaign.

On Friday June 8th I attended the Poet in the City event.

I’d like to say thanks for a funny, but also emotional and inspiring evening.

Here is more information on the event.

http://www.poetinthecity.co.uk/show-event/?pc_event_id=358

A highlight I’d like to share with you is this poem by Hannah Lowe – Sausages.

Sausages 

They hang from the washing line

between the tea towels and bleached sheets.

He has pegged them in neat clusters,

dark fingers of blood and gristle

with twisted ends and oily skins.

They flame against the trees.

She smells them from the backdoor –

ginger, clove and fennel. The house is quiet.

He is hiding from her. Her mother told her

not to marry a foreigner. You always wanted

to be different she hissed. Now this. He’s black

and old enough to be your father.

The sausages are Chinese dragon red,

the red of a chilli, or the queen of hearts.

They gather fire, drying on her line.

This is Ilford, Essex, 1965.

The neighbours eat mince and cabbage

and talk about her.

She asked him not to do it

but they taste like home to him

and he is like good food to her.

Tonight they will eat sausages together

and she will lick the oil and spice

from his hands.