Final Night
You find me sitting at the desk in my hotel room once more, tapping away on the keyboard of a laptop under the light of a desk lamp, wondering what to do wit...
You find me sitting at the desk in my hotel room once more, tapping away on the keyboard of a laptop under the light of a desk lamp, wondering what to do wit...
After watching the most recent episode of Westworld late last night I fell fast asleep, and didn’t wake up until perhaps 6am. After daydreaming for a while, ...
I should perhaps volunteer before writing any more that I have consumed two pints of cider this evening. If past experience is anything to go by, the alcohol...
I have perhaps twenty minutes to write this before my other half returns home, and the house descends into chaos once more. Since returning home from work on...
I’m sitting in the dark of the junk room on a quiet Sunday evening. My other half and oldest daughter are at the far end of the country, staying in a rented ...
It’s heading towards 11am on a cold and frosty Sunday morning. I noticed yesterday after the wind picked up that most of the leaves have now fallen from the ...
My other half has gone away with her Mum and our eldest daughter to the Lake District this weekend - the hilly bit of England in the top left corner, that bo...
This is beginning to be a pattern that repeats every year. I start NaNoWriMo, I get off to something of a flyer (I got to 25,000 words in 4 days this time), ...
I never went to nursery school, and I’m pretty sure “reception” didn’t exist when I was young - you started school (by law) at 5 years old, and became one of...
Until I was 5 years old, we lived in a small bungalow near the corner of a quiet road, in a sleepy town in the middle of the Cotswolds called Carterton. Unti...