Yesterday’s written prompts from our Where to Start session yesterday in Marine Studios in Margate. A beautiful evening as we came out, with Turner skies:

‘Looking back, in many ways the days of the front line were my halcyon days.’

Time Come, Linton Kewsi Johnson about Railton Road in its ‘front line’ times

‘We set off the week before Christmas. It was freezing in London and our luggage sagged under the weight of our expectations and sketchbooks.’

Zandra Rhodes in Iconic

‘Dear Lonely Hearts, / my name is Nate / my hobbies are weightlifting / and tempting fate.’

Roger McGough in The Collected Poems: 1959-2024

‘Behold my bold provider, he can hunt and he can trap, / He can make a set of hinges from a piece of leather strap’

Pam Ayres, Doggedly Onward: A Life in Poems

When I come out of the bathroom, I hear Mum and Mervyn talking downstairs. At the mention of my name, I pause in the hallway to listen, my hair dripping, a towel wrapped around my waist like an untidy skirt

The Lost Past of Billy McQueen, Neil Alexander