Showing posts with label Norfolk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Norfolk. Show all posts

Saturday, August 14, 2010

summers

Poems from the heart of the season.

Queensland summer

Queensland summer is

a big belly laugh

rippling juices round.

It is an indulgent fart

bursting from the body

triumphantly.

It is

farting because you’re

laughing because you’re

farting

so much your sides burn

and your face explodes

and rippling juices

ooze from your eyes.


Norfolk Summer

Norfolk Summer is

a pup’s loving lick;

soggy tongue to the eyelid,

wet nose to the neck.

It is the fresh faced

girl’s giggle –

the tickle

of the dog's warm breath

to her strawberry cheeks,

her wheaten hair,

her sandy skin.

She rolls about the grass

and lays in its cold green,

watching the puppy

scurry away.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Westward Home


I found this 'Westward House' door on a cute terrace at the North Norfolk Coast in early May, shortly after I 'stepped Westward'.
I use this image as an attempt to explain that, while this blog was a useful way to express my perspective leading up to my move, now that I've made this Westward place my home, I feel this blog has become redundant.
Neil and I have a shared travel blog at www.neilandcarla.wordpress.com which makes this one unnecessary.
So, with great affection I am signing off for the last time -- at least until I see a need for this place in future.
In the meantime, please visit my current blog www.neilandcarla.wordpress.com for photos and brief updates of my adventures.

Cheers,
Carla

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

whirlwind

The last two or three weeks have been a blur of new faces and places, as well as piles of paperwork and endless errands.

Our first weekend here was a blast as Neil's workmates plunged us into their social circles and we gallivanted nonstop around town enjoying ourselves.

The next week we knuckled down and focused on finding a place to rent. After viewing a selection of locations including a run-down flat, a retirement unit and a charming but cold terraced house, we opted for a nice flat near town. The flat itself is new but built inside the old hospital building which is quite stately with it's turrets and high ceilings. We moved in that weekend and, while Neil started work the following week, I kept busy assembling furniture, washing new linen and crockery, running errands and so on. The 'home duties' label given to me by the bank was proven true.

Last weekend our great friends from Australia came to visit us after their 2-month tour of Europe. Seeing them was brilliant fun, and brought the mixed feeling of missing Australia yet being inspired by their time on the continent.

This week Neil is of course at work, while I focus my energies on finding a job of my own. This has proven to be quite a marathon of an obstacle course. When it comes to seeking work as a teacher, I'm continually jumping through hoops, dodging projectiles and taking detours at the sight of big signs which read "British-trained European Union citizens only". As far as non-teaching work goes, I find I can barely focus on finding it, since teaching is a higher priority at this time when positions become vacant for September. And yet, can we really wait til September for me to contribute an income? And so sometimes I feel like I'm running a cross-country that has no finish line.

However, I am really enjoying life in this town. There are plenty of interesting, provocative and entertaining events here yet the 'small town' feel is very obvious. The people we hang out with are easy and enjoyable company, and the places we've visited around the county and beyond have been delightful. Neil and I are enjoying life together and, living so close to town, have access to so many people and places. Yes, as the welcome sign asserts, Norwich truly is a fine city.