Stepping Out. February 2017.

Dear Rowley, I haven’t been in one of those ‘sky is blue, moon is new’ moods for such a long time. For both of us, winter in London is like salt on a slug, darling. Seasonal affective disorder isn’t even … Continue reading

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Superstition. January 2017.

Dear Rowley, As a tribe, writers are suspicious. We all have rituals necessary to get from bower of bliss to desk; necessary as it happens when nobody is watching and one only has self-discipline and a January tax bill for … Continue reading

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Moving On Swiftly. July 2016.

Dear Rowley, Forgive me for bombarding you with letters but since I’ve had a few more Diet Cokes, there seems to be so many more hours in the day. Can’t tell you how much I have enjoyed the last few … Continue reading

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