A favourite Rome shop, Il Papiro, selling all kinds of handmade paper and stationery productsI'm always inspired when planning a holiday, and envisage spending hours with notebook and pen, sketchbook and pencil, cappuchino or espresso, depending on the mood and location. I dream of the uninterrupted hours, the time to dream and people-watch, and notebooks... Continue Reading →
Simply London
Embankment, Monday Night, Live Jazz playing"Up to this time I have been crushed under a sense of the sheer magnitude of London ...The place sits on you, broods on you, stamps on you ..."Henry James, 1869Trafalgar Square, Blue Cock, London EyeLondon. A literary haven. A treasure trove if you can ignore the heat and the... Continue Reading →
Paradise
Welcome to our summer holiday. Three weeks of bliss, caravanning in a campsite beach-side at Hahei in the Coromandel. An idyllic part of NZ’s coast. Paradise. And here is Belladonna, our little snail shell.Can a writer have a better position? Peace and playground chatter, quiet solitude and birdsong, and a vast variety of peoples from... Continue Reading →




