The year of not blogging

There’s a problem with that title, isn’t there? While I have not been completely silent (fifteen blog posts at most? … More

#NaBloPoMo 24 – See you later

Today is the last day of NaBloPoMo, that month in the year when someone decides it is a nice idea … More

As we draw to the end of NaBloPoMo, I have invited Josephine Corcoran to collaborate with me on a joint-interview. … More

One of the signs of my anxiety is when I start to look obsessively at stationery blogs. I adore NCIS. … More

I have been thinking a lot recently about Alan Booth, my English teacher from the ages of 11 to 13. … More

Fear after Raymond Carver Fear of cancer returning That phone call in the night Fear of Donald Trump Fear … More

A thought occurred to me as I found myself scribbling in a notebook earlier this morning: I have no idea … More

I feel a great sense of weariness as I look at the current political scene. Domestically, in the UK, we … More

I wasn’t always lazy. As I have written before, I think it became a safety valve for me around the … More

My friend and I were almost at the end of our hour together. Banana cake (me), almond croissant (him). China … More

There I was with my friend, on my second cup of tea. He had just asked me why I do … More

You write a blog post every day since the middle of July. It goes fine. But just as you begin … More