Yesterday Liz Berry delivered a workshop in which we explored tenderness. Whilst there I met up with someone I had been thinking about during the week even though we had not worked together for a number of years. I had been remembering the way he worked with young people and how a leaf folded in a piece of paper quickly became a poem and how it is good to learn from those we admire. Hearing Liz read live for the first time was an absolute joy, I worked with good and gentle people and today I am drafting a poem from my notes. A beautiful weeekend for words and tender moments.