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Happy Friday… peonies and all…

I was unceremoniously woken by a clap of thunder. When I looked out of my bedroom window, Storm Miguel was battering my peonies and the rest of the garden, which was shaping up to be our best horticultural endeavour ever.

LIFE: An Appreciation

I watched the sunrise yesterday, as I often do. My writing day starts at dawn. It’s the time of day my brain seems to creatively engage. I threw back the curtains to greet the dawn on the day that marked yet another year since my arrival on the planet.

Tired but Wired: 4 days at the FT Weekend Oxford Literary Festival

What a few days it has been for me in the city of dreaming spires.  I don’t like to brag, but I soaked up the words of wisdom of writer and broadcaster, Melvyn Bragg, who is best known as editor and presenter of ITV’s South Bank Show.  He was talking about his new novel  Love Without End:... Continue Reading →

OXFORD LITERARY FESTIVAL 30th March to 7th April 2018

It hasn't quite sunk in that I'm going for four out of the nine days. I will be soaking up the words of wisdom of people I have admired for many years, such as the legendary Ranulph Fiennes. Much admired veteran journalists, Kate Adie, and Martin Bell. I hope to meet new friends along the... Continue Reading →

The Road to Self-Belief

Three-and-a-half years ago, I had a lot to get of my chest.  A series of bad events responsible for clouding my horizon. With the summer months stretched out in front of me, I did what I have always done in times of trouble, I reached for my keyboard and poured my heart out.

Diving into the Wit and Wisdom of Dawn French

During breaks from daily workouts over a hot keyboard as I endeavor to master the art of writing with instant grabability, I've started reading a new book.  Me • You by Dawn French.

REJECTION IS NOT FATAL

With all the upbeat bravado that goes into celebrating a New Year, it has been a sobering experience for me to start 2019 with a rejection. I am viewing the first rejection of 2019 as a part of my character building process.  I haven't died, I will live to write another day.  My determination, as well as desire to master the craft is stronger than it ever was and I'm on the way to developing a skin with the rigidity of an armadillo.  So, that's all good.

The Power of Qigong

When I closed my eyes, there was chaos.  A whirlpool of my life flashing like a technicoloured LED advertising board, down to what was on my shopping list and what I was going to cook for supper.

Living the Ex-Pat Dream

Portugal, for me, is sensory overload; whatever the time of year and after visiting for twenty-six years, it is time to make it my home.

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