Study group girls, fabulous gardens and poetical attempts

Study group was bril, as usual, though as always there was lots of talking and only a little writing! Shelagh and Anna's TMA submissions were brilliant (as i expected), and Lay had written a poem comparing a love to a library, which was really really well written. We read some of the poems that our tutor has had published, which were really amazing....i really hope she doesnt expect that kind of standard from her students!!!! We sat in Shelagh's garden, which is absolutely amazing! Its like loads of different types of garden in one! And she has an incredible view over the rooftops and Whitlingham Broad! It is definately a writers paradise! We managed to get a bit of writing done, below is my contribution. Lay gave me the title to write from, and i have to say i found it very difficult!!!


BOB DYLAN'S VOICE DEPRESSES ME

I like sky, and sun, and life
I like bright colours, and laughter, and dance;
Uncontrollable giggle and random hiccups.
I like to walk to a beat but dance to a waltz.
Melody and harmony, tuneful and catchy;
Songs sung in class when you're suposed to be studying.
I smile at people on the bus
I say hello to strangers
Whats the point in frowning?
It only depresses people
Like Bob Dylan's voice depresses me.
People say this world is changing
And not all for the best
But if people smiled a little more
And danced and sung and enjoyed the sun
Maybe it would not rain so much.

Hopefully by our meeting next week i will have tackled a bit more of the text book. I really enjoy our study group meetings, and even though we probably do more talking than writing, i always get a lot out of them. Plus the girls are fab :)
Got home to an email from my beloved Naidel to say he'd received his most recent package (filled mostly with toys and trinkets from my recent trip to Belgium). I can't wait til he's home for his 2 week leave! We've been apart just over 3 months now, so we're pretty much at the halfway point...that is, assuming he doesnt get extended. I wouldnt say that being apart gets easier, you just get used to it. The pain is always there though, it never goes away and you never forget it. You just learn to deal with it. Some days it hits me harder than others, and some nights I still cry myself to sleep. I have just learnt to paint on a smile and pretend everything is tickedy-boo. Oh well, i guess this is what I get for falling in love!!!