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