Fill My Stocking by Alan Titchmarsh penguin a poem made entirely of

a poem made entirely of questions

dark and weather are the absolutes we navigate ourselves between

relationships and postal addresses

perfectly measured tones

When morning cajoled across our bare shoulders

Fill My Stocking by Alan Titchmarsh penguin a poem made entirely ofA great raconteur and entertainer, Alan Titchmarsh gets together every Christmas with family and friends to celebrate the season and performs much loved anecdotes, stories, poems and sketches old and new. Fill My Stocking combines these well known favourites with his own self penned festive pieces, each beautifully illustrated with his own watercolour vignettes. Collected together for the first time, this is the perfect stocking filler for his legions