Bernie falls in love with Robin
Got to tell you something about Robin. We’ve spoken again. I made the effort to call him, let him know about a class reunion but he was in the middle of something, walking between a meeting, could...
Meeting Freddie
Then there was the white hospital – bright lights – why was it that the whole world seemed to be offering this sharp light everywhere? Tall hospital doors. Then coloured rooms – nursery rooms, ‘A...
“Makes food in a way that you just can’t stop eating.” – A review of Blue Zucchini
A review of Blue Zucchini, Tetbury Traditionally, when there is an American word for something and an English word for something, at least one of those words is a little bit logical. Not so the...
“ We were looking for a bar snack at first, and then decided to just get a starter.” A Review of the King’s Arms in Mickleton
The plan had been to pop to the Kings Arms, a fabulously cosy pretty and authentic olde worlde pub, for a pint. Just a pint. But we left a meal and dessert heavier…
Boston Tea Party- pure breakfast bliss
Seeing as this was a really ‘day gone wrong’ brunch, I did not hold back, ordering a smoothie – and just perfectly this arrived while brekkie was still cooking, satisfying my 9:30 weekday morning.
Would you pick up a novel about maths?
Whether you refer to it as “math” or “maths,” I believe it holds an intriguing place in our lives. Can maths really be beautiful?
Brandishing Ribena, a review of Bourtanical, Bourton on the Water
While there are many waterside locations in Bourton On The Water, almost all of them offered burgers, burgers with a twist, burgers that are a bit bigger than other burgers and… lasagne. I am not a burger fan. Sorry. It’s a sensitive subject. No correspondence will be entered into.
A Review of Loxleys, Stratford Upon Avon
So far, I have only popped in to Loxleys for a drink, otherwise known as a ‘drink and what are your bar snacks?’ More hopefully known as ‘a drink, what are your bar snacks and please please would you show me the dessert menu just in case.’
Prizewinning Reading
One of my more enjoyable jobs this year has been role of judging the Rubery Book Prize, an international prize created to celebrate independent and small publisher books of a very high standard....
Talking About HELEN & THE GRANDBEES at the Stratford Literary Festival
Last month, I had the opportunity to discuss Helen & The Grandbees at the Stratford upon Avon Literary Festival. This was a fantastic evening meeting some fabulous Warwickshire writers and...
My Paintings
Canary Wharf Clouds
£30.00 – £300.00
A Few More Of My Blog Posts
Bernie falls in love with Robin
Got to tell you something about Robin. We’ve spoken again. I made the effort to call him, let him know about a class reunion but he was in the middle of something, walking between a meeting, could give me five minutes of his breathless time. It’s just a suspicion, but...
Meeting Freddie
Then there was the white hospital – bright lights – why was it that the whole world seemed to be offering this sharp light everywhere? Tall hospital doors. Then coloured rooms – nursery rooms, ‘A Picture For Mummy’ papered rooms – little red chairs. Then pale rooms...
“Makes food in a way that you just can’t stop eating.” – A review of Blue Zucchini
A review of Blue Zucchini, Tetbury Traditionally, when there is an American word for something and an English word for something, at least one of those words is a little bit logical. Not so the fancy-pants courgette. In English we have to say it with a french...
“ We were looking for a bar snack at first, and then decided to just get a starter.” A Review of the King’s Arms in Mickleton
The plan had been to pop to the Kings Arms, a fabulously cosy pretty and authentic olde worlde pub, for a pint. Just a pint. But we left a meal and dessert heavier…
Boston Tea Party- pure breakfast bliss
Seeing as this was a really ‘day gone wrong’ brunch, I did not hold back, ordering a smoothie – and just perfectly this arrived while brekkie was still cooking, satisfying my 9:30 weekday morning.
Would you pick up a novel about maths?
Whether you refer to it as “math” or “maths,” I believe it holds an intriguing place in our lives. Can maths really be beautiful?