Tuesday 16th September

My sister Jackie asked, why are you doing this blog? I said, it makes me write a bit each day, other than my usual shopping list and `things to do` I read my poem out to the writing group this morning. It is called`Grave Concerns` and I wrote it because my friend Barbara was worried about who in her family was going to inherit her grand piano, and she said `Isn`t it a nuisance that we`ve got to die soon when we have so much to do. The average age of my group is about 75, so it struck home, but in a cheerful sort of way.