Just happened to check TFE's place and realised I'm cheduled to drive the Poetry Bus this coming Monday.
I've fallen off the bus pretty spectacularly in the last few months, between work, vegetable garden, rebellious nine-year-old daughters, and other stuff, but I'm hoping to find a spot in the back row this autumn. Meanwhile, I solemnly promise to have the engine purring smoothly by Friday morning (or thereabouts).
Also meanwhile, here's a picture of just some of our spectacularly successful vegetable garden harvest.**
**Please note that the hand on which the pumpkin is placed is an unusually large one.