It was around this day, ten years ago, that I met my P as a grown-up. At an entrance to Moorgate station. It was a warm summer's day, my...

I feel content. And happy, warm, cosy, loved. There have been so many times over the last 6 months when I have wanted to freeze moments i...

There's a book in my brain! Little streams of storylines keep bubbling up in my mind, my commute to work is overflowing with words I fee...

A friend recently remarked that I have shown few signs of life online this year. That is true, but is the happy consequence of days that h...

A year ago, a crystal ball could never have told me, nor could I have believed it if it had, that I would be approaching the end of 2013 ...

Mirror, mirror on the wall, Who is the fairest of them all? White threads - smooth, intricate bound, Their warm embrace by black strands ...

 View from a lonely graveyard on a hill near the sea.  First there were ten Now there are three Everyone's gone 'c...