Perhaps because of the Olympics which are a particular spark point for national fervour – I mean you literally go there flagwaving, proud to REPRESENT YOUR COUNTRY – I kind…Continue readingAnthems
All my life writing has been life and breath to me (as anyone who evern knew me can attest). Poetry was my inheritance, passed onto me probably on a DNA…Continue readingLearning to breathe again
… so I seem to have accidentally written a book… about cats. About the cats in my life. I launched a quick Kickstarter campaign for it – and the goal…Continue readingCats. Books.
… your “rebirthed” self would have been old enough to drink today. I would have opened champagne. You never lived to see it. Let me explain. On 20 June 2003,…Continue readingHappy Re-Birthday, love…
Two years ago or so, my mother, who was already mostly blind from macular degeneration and was suffering from increasing physical frailty as well as a spiralling…Continue readingMy Mother’s Salt
I’ve wanted to see the Aurora, the Northern Lights, all of my life. I never had a lot of chances – and the one time I came close, on a…Continue readingFire in the sky
We all have a cutlery drawer in the kitchen, right? Well, mine is weird. The forks partition has the six forks that came as the set which is in daily…Continue readingThe mystery of spoons
I dream solid chewy dreams, and sometimes they turn into stories or even novels (and once a trlogy) but often they are just things I remember clearly and almost verbatim…Continue readingI am standing