Wonderful short poem from Kester, that starts: If you can keep your place when all around you Are losing theirs and blaming it on viruses, If you can be trusted to be taken to the beach And have sand and ice cream thrown at you And still be dusted...
Two great subjects, and now Kester Brewin and some of the Vaux community are talking about them together, and therefore also probably talking deeply and using unusual words like 'praxis'. And, wonderfully appropriately, calling it Apple. Here's a ...