Alison Moyet is still a force to be reckoned with. Her drive and passion about her music resulted in a powerful performance in Jersey last night which got fans to their feet and feeling the ages they were in 1984 when a solo Moyet divinely intervened in their music sphere.
I've learned by experience that one misconstrued adjective about a leading politician, even in jest, leads to the loss of hundreds of Social Media followers. And where would we be without our Social Media friends?
As Brexit looms, hard or soft, who knows? It is very tempting to let rip about how I feel about the UK leaving the EU. I live in Jersey, Channel Islands, our rock nestles off the coast of mighty France. So close you can almost smell the freshly baked croissants. If I shout, bon matin tout le monde from our north coast, I can expect to hear a rallying cry of bonjour mon ami echoing back across the 14 mile stretch of La Manche (English Channel) that separates us. Jersey may not be politically entwined with the UK, but I feel we are bracing ourselves for less of the bon accord we have so enjoyed for many years.
I hope the organisers of the 2017 Jersey Festival of Words allowed themselves a large gin and tonic last night after this amazing 5-day festival drew to a close; they certainly had cause to celebrate. I said in my blog of 27th September 2017 that getting on and off the island of Jersey to track down... Continue Reading →
Wednesday September 27th - Sunday 1st October 2017 I feel very privileged to live on the small, but beautiful, island of Jersey. However in the past, getting on and off our sceptred isle to track down literary events anywhere, has often presented a logistical challenge. Not anymore, since 2015 we have been spoilt. The Jersey Festival... Continue Reading →
Peggy Boleat (1922-2014) I so wish I had met Peggy Boleat having just read her extraordinary and raw account of her life in Jersey during the German occupation of the Channel Islands in the Second World War. My life in Jersey started in 1981. Our paths could have so easily crossed. Peggy suffered from TB of... Continue Reading →
As I nervously await news about my current work-in-progress and whether it will swim or drown in the slush pile, the 2017 Jersey Festival of Words (Wednesday 27th September and Sunday October 1st) will soon be upon us to take my mind off the impending doom. A great opportunity for Islanders to be inspired by the literary... Continue Reading →