I seem to have taken another week off from blogging and this time I’m going to be very British and blame the weather. It was one of those weeks in every month when David had 3 Art Appreciation Sessions and honestly walking into town, looking at images of paintings, exchanging ideas about them and then […]

  Rarely do I finish a novel having enjoyed it as much as I did when I came to the end of Susan Sontag’s  The Volcano Lover (1992).  But try as hard as I can, I’m finding it difficult to write about it. I blame a brilliant 10 days of sport. The Third Test Match […]