MisterMac was on the radio this morning, on the business bit of the Today programme, which is broadcast at 6.15 am. It wasn’t pre-recorded and so the good old Beeb sent a car for him at 5.30. I too arose…
First day of April, first day of the A to Z blog challenge and first day at Camp NaNoWriMo. Already there are shades of my long ago camping days with the Girl Guides – my part of the cabin looks…
My amazing sister-in-law, Wilcey, is packing her bags ready to go to Costa Rica where she’s going to walk miles through treacherous conditions whilst raising money for MacMillan (her donation page is here). It sounds pretty serious stuff with poisonous…
So a few of us have been waltzing around Vienna. We started with the launch of Wiener Blut and then had the intention of doing the alternative sight-seeing tour, led by yours truly. However, as JET put it so succinctly,…
“It looks too new and pristine ever to have been read by anyone else, but it has been: it keeps falling open at the most delightful places as the ghost of its former owner points me to things I've never…
I must go down to the seas again to the lonely sea and sky And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white…
'Keep your heels, head and standards high' (Coco Chanel) ok, so CC isn't an author, but I'm not sure I stated anywhere that the quotes would be solely literary ... I spotted this shop window in Mayfair, oh how to…
“You cannot argue stupidity, you just have to accept it patiently as one of those things.” This is more of a prompt to me as a reminder to re-read Nevile Shute. Slightly old fashioned and not very politically correct, but…
‘Gardens in this estate all neglected.’ The gardens in question were those of the Welly Estate in Wigan, but George Orwell could well have been writing about various pockets of Chelsea. This year, I’ve noticed a significant increase in the…
One of the joys of spreading my social media wings is finding entertaining participatory threads and one of my favourites is #authorconfession a series of questions each month, one a day, for us authors to ‘fess up. Now I don’t…
‘Once you learn to read you will forever be free.’ Seeing as how it is World Book Day, I felt today’s quotation should be something to do with reading, and I like this quote from Frederick Douglass. Does anyone know…
New month, new topic (quotations) and hopefully more ideas than ides. First up ... we all had to move our cars from the side of the main road as parking was suspended. The parking in the side street was not…
One of the joys of becoming more savvy about social media is discovering the amount of stuff that is out there for free - freebiefriday, freebiethursday etc. And there's some good quality stuff amongst the errr ... maybe quite there in…
As a result of Wordpress not liking the format of my script, I've made a pdf. I saw this sign at Victoria this morning and whilst on my journey, imagined who had come up with such a bonkers idea. Act…
It’s been a while in the making, but we’ve finally done it! We’ve been racking our brains as to how to bring together two wonderful worlds, those of writing and photography. And tonight we’re thrilled to unveil the latest initiative…
I was flâneuring around the ‘burbs of Vienna, when I stumbled upon these furry dice and thought they deserved inclusion in the hall of nostalgia. Actually, I’m not sure if they really fit the nostalgia genre, since I think they…
The latest offering to the series of nostalgic objects is the flowery saucepan. At one time, they were all the rage. Produced before the word ‘non-stick’ entered the language, these elegant cooking pots were lined with enamel. If chef burnt…
Mozart’s birthday and a good excuse to add another track to the opera playlist. My favourite Mozart opera is whichever one I’m listening to at the time. But for the birthday track, I’ve chosen Don Giovanni, a cenar teco and…
The nostalgic object list should definitely contain a teasmade. The gentle awakening to the sound of steam puffing uphill to reach the teapot, the squeals of agony as the hot steam hits your face as you forgot to turn the…
I did promise that January would be slightly ad hoc in the blogosphere because I’ve been über busy elsewhere, although I hadn’t intended to be quite this lax – tempus fugit and all that. I’ve now found a theme that…