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Author Archives: Rhona
Little Boris, big Ted and a whole bunch of rapini
Hard to blog these days: too many distractions. World Cup, dog walks in the glorious sunshine, weeds glaring at me from the stony margins of my garden, and now little orphan Boris (*no* idea why that photo suddenly loaded..?!) who … Continue reading
Laureates, Bohemians and how do you like them onions
The City of Victoria has appointed its first Poet Laureate: she is Carla Funk, Vanderhoof’s most famous daughter. In a city crawling with poets, I found it a little surprising that only eight threw their names in the ring (no, … Continue reading
Fast food and dead metaphors
Well, he talks so much that inevitably some of what he says is going to be rubbish. But bless him he works hard and has fired up a lot of people about food and eating well. Here’s my quote of … Continue reading
Soho Square, June 2006
What it looked like on a sunny lunchtime in early June. (And what it looks like the rest of the time.) Nineteenth try lucky — finally it posted! Why?? Why?? I don’t understand. As you see I tried everything. I … Continue reading
Skate update, and more on poetry reviewing
Since my first triumphant experience with skate wings in black butter, back in April, I tried cooking it again and was appalled by a penetrating ammonia odour coming from the fish. What was going on? Had I added too much … Continue reading









