It’s that Friday in the month that we hold the Writers’ Café. Always a special day for me and one that I only miss if I am out of town. Nothing else keeps me away. It was back in the early 80s before I was married, before I moved abroad and I’d actually started to … More Torn
It’s still only three weeks into January. Already life seems to have picked up the pace and yet, only two weeks ago it still felt like Christmas and I was in London and squeezing into the boys’ one-bed flat. Since then I have been to The Hague, flown back to KL, had a few days’ … More The final proof
This week I have the very good fortune to attend my second annual Phuket Writers’ Paradise Retreat, led by my friend and author, Anne O’Connell. As soon as I heard the topic for today’s class I was excited – to go to a nearby junk store and be inspired, then to write. And so, we … More Alien in Phuket
My parents both use the phrase I’ve put here for the title of this blog – I’ve arrived, and to prove it, I’m here! I looked it up on Google and discovered that it comes from a 1950’s radio show called Educating Archie. Regardless of the roots of the phrase it’s been swimming round my … More I’ve arrived, and to prove it, I’m here!
When I was a little girl, my parents used to take my brother and me to Cambridge for a day out now and then. We always went to the Robert Sayle department store, now called John Lewis. I think it may still be my favourite shop of all time. I particularly like how all the … More Dinner in a shop