Creative Writing Courses

If you are interested in writing and are not sure where to begin - I offer individual or group sessions at Mill House Retreats - you can contact me on  or phone 01884 829000 see for more information

A group meets the first monday of every month frpom 10 -12.30

This is a link to an interview i did for poetry and prose collections - writersfrom all around the world contribute to them.

This is a link to a short story I wrote which won a competition and appeared in a collection of stories by Ann Cleeves.


Receiving my third place award from Ruth Gledhill Religious Correspondent for The Times



I was recently awarded third prize in the Jack Clemo Poetry Competition for the following poem




Morning Eucharist

A blackbird berrying A robin at a fat ball, Another looking on, wondering whether to squabble or wait. He waits 

Sparrows on the ground Gleaning rich pickings Feasting on crumbs from under the table which previous messy eaters have flung out.

Water trapped beneath the ice in an old bowl, waiting to be released. Plenty of early morning drinkers But no bathers Not yet!

Such are the congregation on this raw march morning Swelled by families of tits Great and blue. That zip in and out. 

And as I pray 'Thy kingdom come, … on earth as it is in heaven.'

Just for a moment, I think it already has.


My Way of LIfe

A Deacon in Devon-View from a Caravan Window

One of the most precious aspects of my life at Gloucester Cathedral, apart from the people, was the rhythm of prayer it offered. The pattern of daily Eucharists, morning prayer and Evensong both enriched and sustained me day by day. 5 years on at Mill House Retreats, my routine is still coloured by those same patterns albeit in a caravan, and not a cathedral!

My day begins in my caravan (which I share with my cat Eliza) at 4.00 am as I light a candle and welcome the dawn and watch and listen as the birds and the garden wake up. Bats go back in to the barn and pigeons come out and the rhythm of creation helps me to build a rhythm of prayer and life for myself, The feeding of the animals comes next, then over to the kitchen to make bread for breakfast. I have become the ‘chief baker’ here which is slightly worrying given what happened to my counterpart in Genesis Chapter 40. But it has been a real joy to discover the meditative prayerfulness of kneading dough and the truth that the yeast can't be hurried. It is a living parable that all the muddle of nondescript ingredients you start out with, become together a beautiful loaf. Such it is in community and church and family. We are a mix of individuals but together we are the body of Christ in this place and every place where we come together.

After morning prayer the day is filled with a mixture of practical work, inside and outside, reading, writing, sharing with guests, and watching the abundant wildlife that is everywhere. Table fellowship is a big part of our life together here - with prayer breakfasts, bible study lunches and simple suppers with readings and music. There is also time to play and do those things that get pushed out when we become hemmed in by time, responsibilities and expectations .
My day ends with compline as I listen to the birds singing out their night prayers and once again I watch light and darkness kiss each other like peace and righteousness. The bats come out and the pigeons go home and I can blow my candle out trusting in the enduring faithfulness of God.

As I spend more and more time in solitude and silence the deeper I feel drawn into the heart of humanity and more urgent the sense of holding in my own heart the suffering of the world. Amidst the beauty I see from my caravan window I see also baby birds that fall prey to predators, I see rabbits with myxomotosis and the reality of Good Friday and the hope of Easter Sunday are my breathing in and out, they are music and they are a silent scream. They both fill and empty me. Gratitude for the gift of life and the realisation of how fragile and how precious life is inspires and encourages me through tears and laughter to go on day by day seeking God everywhere and in everything and to build a sacred rhythm that sustains and strengthens me day by day.  





I was Ordained Deacon In Gloucester Cathedral in 2006. Before that I worked in the Cathedral Chapter Office and for many years as a Legal Drafter at the Gloucester Land Registry. I have a great passion for animals, and take in rescue chickens and small animals. I am a lifelong Spurs fan and seek to live a simple life with extended times of silence and solitude.

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Andy Browett | Reply 16.03.2015 23.18

Hi Lynne, guess its the same Young lady that used to play a mean game of table tennis. I enjoyed the coaching, but time moves on. Good memories. Take care.

lynne 17.03.2015 07.24

wow great to hear from you haven't played in years but loved it and maybe should play again one day - hope you are well x

Susan | Reply 01.03.2015 20.53

Hi Lynne, it was great to see you playing football on the telly. Your web page describing connectedness with all through solitude and prayer is inspiring.

caroline miller | Reply 07.08.2013 12.18

How good to read about the rhythm of your day Lynne.....inspiring for many of us who seek a contemplative continuity within our secular lives.

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19.03 | 12:34

hi ebook now available of Out of the Mist - it is very different from my other story but hope you like it -

11.12 | 15:21

will do thanks again for your encouragemnet

11.12 | 15:15

Great news - it would be good if you drop me a line when it is available. Thanks

11.12 | 05:29

Hi i have just written a novella 38.000 words which i hope to self publish early next year thanks for your encouragement all good wishes lynne

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