Excerpt - BACK TO THE MOTHERLAND
Nevertheless, she persisted Ethel’s Story: Liverpool Ethel Learns Unexpected Life Lessons 1. If you knew what was going to happen, if you...
A VERY CLOSE ENCOUNTER
The saying goes, ‘you can choose your friends, but you can’t choose your family’. Roman and I chose each other. We clicked, but not in...
What sort of country are we?
Julian Burnside asking 'What Sort of Country Are We?' ,Wir sind alle Ausländer. Fast überall' 'We are all foreigners. Almost...
Musings from a Non-Guru’s Butterfly Net
Write hot, edit cold. Write drunk, edit sober — Ernest Hemingway After decades of random scratchings I gave myself permission to become a...
UNDER THE CHEESEMAKER'S SPELL
Montebore, Piemonte, Italy set to evocative music Dazzling sunlight played on our faces as we drove ever upwards, following first this...
IN BED WITH ALEC BALDWIN
Each night I’m happily ensconced in my bed with Alec Baldwin. Let me clarify. I’m in bed with him; he’s not in bed with me. Given the...
Excerpt - MOTHERLANDS
It Didn't Start with You We never think to connect our personal issue to what’s happened to our parents or grandparents. We’re now...
Letter to an Aspiring Writer
Beware of artists. They mix with all classes of society and are therefore most dangerous.— Queen Victoria' Dear Writer, Have you ever...
CHRISTMAS PUDDING - WELL STEAMED
“Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turn’d / Nor hell a fury like a woman scorn’d.” - William Congreve That hot sticky December...
FAIR GAME
“Another child abducted. This time murdered. They found her in the woods. Been interfered with. And those others, one stuffed down a well...
