I read a bunch of books all at once and I don’t really care what you think about it.
There, I said it!

There is a bit more to the story than this. I used to guiltily -even secretly- keep …
I read a bunch of books all at once and I don’t really care what you think about it.
There, I said it!

There is a bit more to the story than this. I used to guiltily -even secretly- keep …
James is moving back to London at last!

In one of those truly bizarre twists of fate, he will be working in the store that is literally at the end of the street we used to live on in Islington.…
I just watched something on BBC iPlayer about Sylvia Plath’s British nature poetry and it gave me that weird mix of jew-guilt and panic that I am not writing enough. Well, I’m sick, busy and poor. You try it, lady! …
This morning I packed the parents off in a hire car with James on their way to Bristol. It is a fucking fantastic day for it. Warm, sunny, calm.
As soon as they were gone I hit the supermarket to …