Dear Nana, Eight years ago you decided that you were too tired to carry on, and so you shut your eyes for the last time when you were 92 years young. You’d had a long, interesting and often tragic life, and it was your time to go. I was too poorly to travel all that … More To My Nana: On Your Centennial
[Image: Central Park, Chelmsford, courtesy of Google] If there’s one thing I really don’t like about summer (aside from the Hot; I do terribly in Hot and like autumn and winter the best) it’s when all the young, pretty ladies break out the kind of adorable sundresses and accessories that a rotund, middle-aged trout (me) … More Summer As A Spoonie
Yesterday was Man-Tribble’s first payday, and late in the afternoon I received a text informing me that he’d booked a table at our favourite pub/restaurant (pictured) for 8pm. For us this place holds many happy memories concerning family and friends, and the food never fails to deliver. Being a Tuesday, the menu wasn’t terribly exciting, … More Celebrating Good Times
My beloved Grandmother always used to say that everything comes to he who waits; it was her favourite adage, along with “Good things always eventually happen for good people”. Yesterday that all came very true for us. Out of the blue, the Man-Tribble received an email inviting him for a job interview. So he duly … More In Which Good Things Happen To Those Who Wait
Since the most wonderful Iain Duncan Smith has decided that I’m not allowed to have a disability or any dignity and has slashed my disability benefits, I am searching for ways to monetise my skillset – which isn’t easy in the writing world, as you are most likely aware. Therefore, I’m starting out by offering … More Attention Aspiring Writers!
I am drunk. High. Shit-faced. Raddled. Call it what you will, but I can safely say that I am high as a kite. And I’ve not been anywhere near the falling-down-juice. How, you might ask? Just head over to chinalife and read Tea Master Don Mei’s blog. He can teach you all about it, but … More Chinese Tea (Or How To Get Completely Rat-Arsed Without Alcohol)
Instead of throwing myself out of the bedroom window in utter despair, I’ve decided that I’d rather drink tea and write my book. It has been pointed out that depression doesn’t suit me half so well as absolute blind fury (hence the picture of Dark Phoenix being, um, Dark Phoenix). Besides, it’s not very productive, … More Blind Fury: My Newest Superpower
Dear Terry, A year ago today, the world was in mourning because you had lost your battle with early onset alzheimers disease. Not only had the world lost one of the best fantasy writers of our time, but we had lost a unique wit and a keenly intelligent mind. While I was lucky enough to … More That Man In The Hat: Sir Terry Pratchett
Perhaps you’ve followed me from my previous blog, in which case you need no introduction. But perhaps you’ve stumbled across me whilst searching for Star Trek, or Doctor Who, or some other science fiction search thingy. I do tend to pop up in the strangest of places. Not in your living room though. Unless you … More Continued Ramblings Of A Stay-At-Home Nerd
An Accident In Space And Time 