I went into the shed this morning, looking for a poem, I wrote about my Granny a few years back. Alot of stuff is still in boxes. I finally found the box of old visual diaries. Oh the memories! I had alot of fun going through them and seeing where I have come from. And I took alot of old stuff out to re-read. I think it's a good time for me to go back to basics. I found Granny's poem and also found some other poems my sister Julia and I wrote years ago. Here is one I thought was quite interesting.