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Hi Everyone, This month’s blog is a shameless (forgive me) request for you to buy, perhaps multiple copies, of my recently published novel, Geraniums. Read it and perhaps review it, and submit it to Amazon.com, Amazon.co.uk or The Book Guild. Maybe all three.  It’s a good and speedy read, I’m told. Here are a few of the reviews: […]

Hi Everyone, Sometimes I’m at a loss as to what to blog about, but this month there is no doubt whatsoever. First and foremost in my heart is the Oxford Literary Festival, now in its 25th year (technically most probably now off on its 26th year, and, with planning already afoot, maybe its 27th), which

One evening, while working on extra-credit for World History, trying to please M, who I thought might end her eternal litany of put-downs.

We all know, as this is February, that the heart symbol reigns supreme. Yes, Valentine’s Day is as always, and as everybody knows…

Hi Everyone, Okay, hands up, who knows the foggiest place in the world? If you guessed the steadily crashing, spraying waves at Grand Banks, Newfoundland, you’d be correct! If you guessed San Francisco (maybe the Golden Gate Bridge poking through the clouds?), you’d be on the radar, or maybe, as they say in Britain, you

Hi Everyone, I’m not sure why this month’s blog started out as a bit of a tug o’ war, but it has!  Whether to write about hot water bottles (hot water bottles? Who wants to hear about hot water bottles like the one currently at my back?) or the biblical verse: Be still… Why the conflict? No earthly

Radiators humming, dark mornings, fires at night, and the very odd and unexpected—yes, believe it or not—tornado in England, that’s my November.

Hi Everyone, An attitude of gratitude. I can’t recall where I first heard that phrase, but I do recall thinking that it was a pithy little saying that got me through loads of challenging times at odd and unexpected moments. It has always been a reminder to be grateful, thankful, and to recognize all sorts of

Hi Everyone, Media addiction. Okay. So I said it aloud—or at least typed it. Media addiction. Call the devil by its name?  Media. Addiction. What is it exactly?  Well, to be frank, I’m not exactly sure. However, I do have a workmate who calls it “going down the rabbit hole.” Meaning start on Instagram, roll

Hi Everyone, So finally here in the UK, Post-Pandemic (sort of), we are able to travel. If I hadn’t been invited to Ibiza by a friend, I probably would not have gone. Who can interpret all the various, ever-changing commentaries on the designated Red, Amber or Green countries, never mind the pre-, during and post-travel