In my last blog post I described how it felt to be robbed of my ‘labels’. I was delighted to see that the agony of anonymity amongst strangers resonated with so many of you. Well, I write this from the fog of jetlag and depleted adrenalin that always arrives at the end of a bout … More Finding myself on the road
At the start of this month Jacinta and I headed off to Devon to attend the Writers at the Watermill Retreat led by my wonderful friend of 30+ years (gulp), Christine Cooke. Yes, you read that correctly. I attended the retreat. I went along not as the leader but as a student. Now those of … More Losing myself in Devon
A little over 20 years ago we lived in Norway. I remember arriving in January 1996 and how blue the sky was here after close to ten years in the Middle East. That first weekend we ventured out with the children who stared open-mouthed at the icicles that had become crystal stalactites there on the … More Foraging for Poems
I have an announcement to make… For many I have attended the Families in Global Transition Conference (FIGT). First in Indianapolis, then in Houston, then in Washington, DC and now in The Hague. Next March not only will the conference take place in The Hague but it will be FIGT’s 20th anniversary. As if that … More Calling Budding Expat Writers – great news about the PPWR
It was to be our first night, just Ian and me back in our very own house again… But first let me back up a little… The last you all knew was that our tenant was going to leave our home at the end of October, which was why we had rented a furnished matchbox … More What the beep is going on?