I Couldn’t Wait to Come Home
I’ve just returned from a ten-day break in Italy. The country has become a firm favourite since my first visit – Sorrento and Ischia, on the Amalfi Coast – a few years ago. It’s only… View Post
What if …?
For most of my adult life I have the lamented the amount of time that I’ve wasted, not writing. I’ve always known that I wanted to – that I was meant to – write. Instead,… View Post
A Day in the Life of a Writer
Years ago, I relied on traditional media to keep me informed as to what was happening in the world. In particular, I enjoyed picking up The Times, of a weekend. Bypassing the massive broadsheet, I… View Post
Still skiving?
“You’ve got too much time on your hands.” My good friend said, when I told her I was learning to play the ukulele. Though I tried to hide it, my heart sank at her words.… View Post
Routine and Creativity
My daughter has been off school for the summer; we’re currently in week seven of eight. And while I love having her home, and I relish the break from the school run, the lack of… View Post
