I hold my parents responsible for my love of talking to people. I remember, as a child, being terribly embarrassed when my family would go somewhere and my mother would strike up a conversation with a stranger; she loved to find out about them and this, of course, involved the asking of questions, “Oh no!” my … Continue reading And now for something completely different
“When we’ve moved house,” I said to my husband one evening, as I read books in bed, “can I have a little bookshelf above my bedside table?” My husband looked over at my bedside table; two tall columns of books were stacked up precariously. “What’s wrong with putting them on the bedside table?” he asked. … Continue reading The delights of being a butterfly reader
Nature is wonderful*. In an age where there is a growing drive towards 'mindfulness' we are, once again, beginning to appreciate the natural world. Perhaps it's also because we have an ever-increasing awareness of the damage that humans are causing to our fragile planet. Either way, there is so much in nature that causes me … Continue reading 16 of the most Beautiful and Wondrous things in Nature
I applied on a whim. I had purchased my first ever writing magazine and found therein an advert for Swanwick Summer Writing School. It sounded wonderful and when I went on the website it looked positively utopian– a whole, delicious week to bask in writing and meet other writing enthusiasts. The cost of attending the … Continue reading Writing Summer School – Coming Soon!
It is a truth, universally acknowledged, that one always takes for granted what is right under one’s nose. I have the good fortune to have always lived within a stone’s throw of Winchester, the city where Jane Austen died and was laid to rest. My current home is a short and beautiful drive to the … Continue reading What Jane Austen Means to Me
I am 24 and I have been to the opera eight times. I wanted to write a short piece to reflect on this art form and also to spread the word about the ‘£5 tickets for under 30s’ scheme that the Welsh National Opera runs – it is this which has enabled me to clock up … Continue reading In Praise of Opera
Reflections on the Murder of Bijan Ebrahimi There are many times that I have felt ashamed to be British. I think the invasion of Iraq was the first time; I was nine years old and had never experienced such overwhelming feelings of injustice. Since then, my love of ‘what makes Britain great’, like cream teas, … Continue reading What have we become?