A Salopian exile writes her way out of a dark and dingy sandstone cave … and ends up composing her best poems – accompanied by a pot of tea and a motley collection of portraits – whilst hogging a large table to herself, in a Prado Lounge Café.
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Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.
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