Returned from far away

15 Apr 2013

For nearly four weeks we walked (and drove) the borders of Scotland and England. West to East, North to South and back again. And though the days ticked over with just a few more minutes of light each evening, it grew colder and colder until, at last, ...

Sometimes I feel like a pilgrim

28 Feb 2013

So, yes, I've been writing my way back into another time. And I'm close, so tantalisingly close, to the end of the shaggy, baggy delinquent first draft and tonight I send the text off to my astute and rather tough-minded (but fair) Aus...

We were lucky

14 Jan 2013

I think of Tasmania as a green place. People come here, especially where we live in the South, and so often they say how like England, or Ireland or Scotland this place is. But not now. After the bushfires, the paddocks outside my window are flash-drie...