Proserpina Underground
I used to live the life of Proserpina, writing in the winter and doing everything else in the summer. Writing is such an eater of time and makes me believe…
Cat skins and Marbles
Once when I was staying with a friend in downtown Athens, her mother decided to confront me about the Elgin Marbles, the sculptures from the Parthenon 'stolen' by Lord Elgin…
Midsummer scrivenings
Let's clear something up straight away. Today is the summer solstice, the longest day when the sun stands still awhile in a reflective pause. On Friday it is St John's…
A New Beginning
My very long stint using Editor finished two days ago and coincided with my friend Dr Pamela Tudor Craig coming to stay for a night so that she could attend…
Worth a Thousand Words
I had a rootless, feckless childhood and grew up fit for nothing (except reading historical novels). By some stroke of luck/gift of grace/absolute miracle (you choose) the points on my…