Christine has been exercising her creative muscles too. This isn’t a new thing. For some time, she’s been a member of Rathmines Writers’ Group, the poetry bit. She’s been writing poems and subjecting them to the critical assessment of the other members, and at the same time, critiquing others’ submissions.

Last Wednesday, the group published and launched an anthology of poetry and prose …

… and one of Christine’s poems was in it. It’s a lovely evocative and onomatopoeic poem about making fudge, and here it is …

And here she is, reading it …

Sound as a pound.

Proud husband, me.

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