I wrote this a few months into lockdown. Our sons all live away from the Isle of Wight – in London and Madrid, and I was missing them. This was written when there was a peak of deaths, and being over 65, I wondered if I’d ever see my family again. The pictures of the video were taken on solitary walks round the island, appreciating the beauty of a golden spring.
'No Hopers, Jokers And Rouges' Winchester Uke Jam
The Winchester Uke Jam has been meeting online every month and, along with weekly Ukes For All...