Blog reader, Kristine, commented last night on the last post suggesting I looked at New Zealand's response to the lockdown - a post on Y...

I hope you're all OK. I hope you have everything you need. I've been trying to keep my blog posts upbeat, devoid of politics, as m...

Yesterday was full of adventure.  I went out on the bike early, as per usual,  managing to get home before the rain set in and hammered th...

I can't tell you how many words I have written on my blog in the last ten years, but I copied and pasted 250,000 when I first decided to...

How are you coping with lockdown? I hope you're all well, in body, mind and spirit. It's not been easy here. A good friend, a youn...

A short excited post to say that if you live in the UK you can now order the paperback edition of DAYS ARE WHERE WE LIVE  - postage free. Ju...

The last time I put a recipe on here was in 2008, when I posted Dave's mother's recipe for parkin.   It's cracking stuff, so fo...

I was so exhausted yesterday I spent half the day in bed. It's been a busy week on the publishing front, and my bike rides have been mor...

It's another beautiful sunny day with a clear sky and the promise of heat. This is me in bed right now, blogging: This is t...

I'm finding it hard to stay on an even keel for more than three days at a time.  What about you?  In my case, broken nights are partly r...

You know I had a series of nights in which I was having nightmares at 3 or 3.30. a.m.? It was making me miserable, and Dave suggested I brea...

I had another nightmare at 3 a.m. but look what I found just now on Amazon - the first two reviews of DAYS ARE WHERE WE LIVE . I am so chuf...

This week I learned : that  ebullient newly-on-email almost-eight-year-olds, (ooh, hyphen overload!) no matter how bright and how literat...