It’s never what you know, but who you know

I’m not so good with children. I’m never sure what to say to them and they seem to feel the same way about me. We tend to  circle each other nervously – always polite – but really each of us is looking for the quickest way out of the room. Imagine my surprise and delight to discover that naming David Bishop as one of my tutors and mentors gave me instant street cred with a five-year old. How could this be possible? Nina and the Neurons. Having put the TV in the showflat on for the young child of the couple who are … Continue reading It’s never what you know, but who you know

When Evil Goes Wrong

In a darkened hole somewhere in Biggar, Satan’s meat-suit aka David Bishop, is bleeding from every orifice and killing random rodents in fury.  Well perhaps not outright fury, but he’s definitely in a snit. Having spent two years demonising poetry as the work of …his own, the very talented Sean Martin has ignored Bishopian scripture and won the Wigtown Festival 2011 Poetry Competition. Massive congratulations to Sean and commiserations to the Bishop.           Wigtown Poetry competition Sean Martin blog Continue reading When Evil Goes Wrong