Inventing a language
I remember as a child being chastised by my teachers for using made up words. If it wasn’t a ‘real’ word, I wasn’t allowed to use it in my school work. To…
I remember as a child being chastised by my teachers for using made up words. If it wasn’t a ‘real’ word, I wasn’t allowed to use it in my school work. To…
So, it’s the start of a new year and a time for all sorts of resolutions that probably won’t get kept (especially those involving eating better, wasting less time on Facebook and…
Another year has passed – and what a great year it has been. Books, good friends, travel and more books. Thank you to all my friends and readers who have helped make…
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So – the year is almost over. Time for one last book blog. I didn’t read as many books this year as I might have wanted. I never do. There are far…
On a recent museum trip – I saw images from the Qajar dynasty in Persia – the period from 1795 -1925. The display focused on the women of that period. My attention was…
It’s official – Christmas has started. This week I went to my first Christmas party – and , as is almost always the case, it involved my lovely writer friends. The London…
As part of my ongoing love affair with museums, I recently lost myself for a few hours in the fabulous Museum of Islamic Art in Doha, Qatar. The building is a…
It’s November. It’s getting cold. The sky is low and grey and yesterday we had hail. I was sitting at my desk, going through some photographs – and I stumbled across just…
Books aren’t like buses… they are sometimes red (not read of course – that would be a terrible pun), but they aren’t that big or noisy. Yet…. Like buses, you can wait…