These two boys guarding their world were my bodyguards in the Dutch Woods! Powerful, amazing and noble friends!
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It’s curious that no matter where you go or how much fun you’re having, there’s nothing better than coming home, putting the feet up, and just letting it all go with a good old fashioned cup of tea. There are … Continue reading
Writer’s block, what two words put the fear into the heart of any writer besides– No thanks? It is Writer’s Block. I think Writer’s Block needs to be taken down a peg or two. It’s been built up into this … Continue reading
I was talking to someone the other day about editing as I am in the middle of doing a final edit on my Irish novel. I want to shout with joy, finally the end is at sight. It’s gone … Continue reading
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You can spend an entire life in London, but there always comes a time for the great get away! This time it’s off to Holland for a week. One of the great things about London is within a few hours … Continue reading
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Ted loves to roll in the smelliest stuff on the planet. Elephant vomit? Oh yes please, I’ll roll in that. Raccoon Pooh? Oh, I’ll have double of that please. Ted, like most dogs, has a taste for weird things, horse … Continue reading
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The Chunnel or the Le Tunnel Sous la Manche. I am hurtling my way through a tunnel under the sea some 75 meters deep. It’s black out there. Ears pop, coffee is poured and soon I will be on the … Continue reading
Write On- Write Like Hemingway I found a fun website to play with the other day, I Write Like. The site analyzes your writing with an algorithm that is beyond my attention span. I just can’t be bothered to find … Continue reading
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It’s the end of week three of no telly, and I have to say; I don’t miss it at all. There is a rather large spot where the television once rested. Now, I have to think about what to put … Continue reading
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The Great British Sunday Lunch- Lillian Gish and Jockey’s Whips– why that’s Cockney for Fish and Chips! My dad would have boxed my ears to hear such words uttered from my dainty mouth. Proper words for a proper English girl … Continue reading
