Coconut Ice

With a bit of luck I can get a picture of the poster for Coconut Ice on here. I haven’t got the booklet yet but I’ve seen the proof and am just waiting for the cover to be finished.

We are giving the profits to the Salvation Army and I’ve ordered 200 copies to start with. A friend said ‘You can’t sell poetry,’ but I hope to prove him wrong.

Coco launch poster

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Understanding a camera

I haven’t used my real camera for some time and now every time I try to look at the picture I have taken it asks me to fix the date. However, when I put it in and try to save it it goes onto a photo and then asks me again. Eventually I found it on the computer under 2008 which was when I bought it! It has gone back to default! No wonder I use my phone.

Anyway, I took it out with me when I went down to the beach and captured an image which I liked so here it is ( I hope)IMG_0424

Friendship Centre

Each month Worthing Friendship Centre  members go to a local hostelry, the Sussex Yeoman, for a sociable lunch. It is one of the many activities that our group of mainly pensioners do, along with the monthly speakers and coffee mornings, bowling sessions and trips. Next month we are going to try a morning of board games. All the advice these days is to connect with others to avoid becoming lonely and, with families spread across the globe, it is timely, indeed.

Until I got my smartphone I did not have photos of our activities but, just for once, I did make a record of our last visit. The nice thing about this venue is they have a ‘Golden Years’ menu with smaller portions at a very reasonable cost.friendship lunch 2019

Food for Thought

The Sea Scribes, our local writing group, were giving a talk combined with tea at the Ardington hotel  Worthing, yesterday. We each had a table to display our books and took in turns to speak about our writing. This was all the more interesting because we cover such a variety of genres, historical, fantasy, flash fiction, poetry, romance and general fiction with my specialism being stories based in the local area.

The hotel put on a fine tea with sandwiches ( salmon was my favourite) scones and cream, cakes and little desserts. Afterwards people came up to talk to us about our work and buy copies of the group’s two anthologies and well as some of our novels. All in all it was an enjoyable and satisfying event.

I did take a couple of pictures before it all started but it doesn’t show the audience. The manager said he was very pleased with the number who attended.food for thought

Arranging a launch

To continue about marketing. I did go to the little café round the corner and fix a date for the launch of our poetry anthology  “Coconut Ice.” What with trying to find musicians and a venue for our next charity gig and writing a piece for the special ” Food for Thought” tea on Wednesday afternoon it has been quite a busy few days.

Now to design some posters to advertise the events. I also have to remember to put the adverts in the local paper for our Friendship Centre meetings. Unfortunately they now happen on the same afternoons as our writing group meetings and one of my exercise classes. I am trying to alternate them but it doesn’t work with three! Luckily one is weekly, one is fortnightly and one is monthly.

It’s such a pity the monthly meals with jazz have ended because that pub is closing but we still listen to them at the Leisure Centre. It isn’t quite the same. A few years ago it was the highlight of our month – but that was before the place changed hands and the food went ‘trendy’ and expensive. No wonder they lost customers.

Never mind, the band have offered to play at the Sea scribes’ next gig so we will still hear them twice in one month!

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Happenings

As soon as I start moaning that nothing is happening it all changes! Today I had an invitation to give a talk and the first proof of our poetry anthology. Plenty to do now!

Last night I went to a meeting of West Sussex Writers. The talk was by Paul Holden of the Worthing Journal and he gave an excellent description of his life as a journalist and how newspapers have declined over the last decade. When he left the local newspaper he started up his own monthly booklet which is full of local history and topical news, especially the political challenges that face our town today with the dearth of investigative journalists. Without people like him the public would not be aware of how their money was being spent and the choices the Council make and we certainly wouldn’t have newly painted bus shelters and attractive flower beds! It takes a great deal of research and a dogged determination to supply the locality with such an informative publication and Worthing is lucky to have someone like him to provide it.

There are other publications that continue to do the job that newspapers used to do but so few of us buy papers now that they will soon die out. Advertisements for houses and cars will not keep them going much longer as folk go on line for their news.

This afternoon I pick up my leaflets advertising talks. I am no longer depressed.

Cause for concern?

Our energy company say our meter is out of date and are coming to fit a new one. We have told them we don’t want a smart meter but they are coming anyway, supposedly to fit ‘like for like.’ They had to cancel the last appointment as it was late in the afternoon and I had waited in for four hours and told them I was about to start dinner.

I have spoken to a number of people about them and get conflicting advice although the general feeling seems to be the longer we resist the better the equipment.

We did have some good news. Someone has at last offered to fix the tiles on our roof. We had two estimates, one over £200 and one under £100 for the same job! One has to be so careful.

I gave a copy of my recent novel to the policeman who spoke to our group about scams as it contains a ‘romance scam’ and hope he finds it amusing.

Our writing group is talking to people at a ” Food for Thought” tea this month so I’m busy preparing that. It’s a new form of promotion but a change from our musical gigs.