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I am a writer living in the west of England; I have written fourrteen novels, my latest being 'Winterdyke' This is the latest of the seven Radwinter genealogical mysteries series, all available on Amazon - the eighth in the series due to appear in early summer. I have written seven other novels, a guide to writing, three stories for reluctant readers and two anthologies with other writers. All are available as eBooks and paperbacks. I hope my blog will engage you with my other interests, music, family history travel, and food... Most of all I hope you engage with my writing and my thoughts on the process... at least, on my process!! You can also find me on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram
Somehow I have managed to lose a pound while being on holiday; light breakfast (as usual) light lunch ( as usual) rather larger dinner than usual because it was all so delicious, wine with every meal (well, not breakfast) plus beer plus Pimms’, ice-cream when we were out, a piece of delectable carrot cake, fish […]
MoreMy Dad… Donald, often known as Snick, was brought up in Cambridge, served for seven years in the parachute regiment during the war, became a scientist, moved with the family to the west country where he worked, retired and played golf. I was so lucky to have the father I had and even though he […]
MoreJ.R.R. Tolkien brought Ents to us in The Lord of the Rings, a race of mighty beings similar to trees; Entwives are females, Entings are the young. Woods are mysterious places and sometimes you come across trees which seem to be watching, seem to have life in a non-tree like way and have paused to […]
MoreSomehow or other this came up while we were in the pub… we could remember Nigel Planer’s version (pathetic in my opinion) but just couldn’t remember who sang it originally! Traffic, of course! So here they are! Traffic was one of those groups which had an immense impact on anyone growing up in the 60’s […]
MoreWhile in the Netherlands, we came across this shepherd and his flock and three dogs; two dogs were working, one was retired because he was deaf but still accompanied his master and sheep. The sheep were grazing in woodland, and not being fattened for meat but were cropping the undergrowth to keep the woodland in […]
MoreThis old paved path crosses an even older bridge over a canal in the Gas Street Basin in Birmingham. It is lumpy and bumpy and worn by millions of feet, many probably in clogs and iron shod boots on their way backwards and forwards to work.
MoreThese little brass squares set into the granite slabs show the old pre-metric measurements, feet, poles and links, alongside the continental metres. Bring them back, I say, rods poles and perches, links, chains and leagues! Bring them back!
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