Recently on no more wriggling…
- A Great War poem for August 2014: MCMXIV (1914) by Philip Larkin
- Teaching the First World War – engaging imaginations with historic newspapers
- The Writer’s Blog Tour – coming out of the attic to party….
- The Sinking of the RMS Tayleur – author Gill Hoffs on how Victorian corsetry contributed to a tragedy…
- Shell shock on film: myth or reality?
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I have just come back from what I thought would be a lovely morning fruit picking, with my husband, daughter and her friend Harriet who is staying with us for a few days. Isn’t there something in all of us … Continue reading
As I sit here at my desk, with a view out over our garden I sip a lovely hot cup of tea and watch as streams of rain run down the window, blown ever harder against the glass as the … Continue reading
I was interested to read today an article featured on gurgle.com about the 10 worst celebrity baby names. It was the usual suspects – Paula Yates, Jordan, the Beckhams – but strangely enough not the Grogans. This is a surprise, because over … Continue reading
First of all I have to apologise to anyone who logged on to my blog yesterday to be faced with a gruesome image of John Redwood staring at them for all the world as if he were some matinee idol. … Continue reading
“Welcome to the English School’s National Athletics Championships from the Alexander Stadium Birmingham. Today you will get up at five for a two-hour drive to sit , with no leg room, in sweltering heat proudly watching your daughter Evie representing … Continue reading
As an anxiety ridden soon-to-be-freelance-again-thank-goodness writer and researcher (yes basically I find out stuff and write about it), addicted to chocolate, gin, detective stories and John Keats I am definately keen to find a world of my own to live … Continue reading