For heaven’s sake, just STOP!
When my wife Charlotte died suddenly and unexpectedly at Easter my auto reflex kicked in. My busyness gene went into overdrive, and I turned into even more of a whirling dervish than usual. Some might say that over the next six months my list of achievements was...
What to say when there aren’t any words
On Easter Saturday morning our alarm went off as usual at 6 am, and I knew something was wrong because my wife didn’t turn it off. It took about ten minutes for me to fully register that this was because she was dead. Charlotte had suffered a pulmonary...
Have you forgotten how to read, just like the rest of us?
Oh no! I have woken up to a startling and somewhat terrifying realisation. I think I have forgotten how to read. Not totally, of course, but as a result of reading this fantastic article by Michael Harris, I, like him, recognise that I have slipped without noticing...
Dithering for dummies
I’m writing a book. You may well know that by now. It’s the most creative and stimulating project I have worked on for several years, and at the same time the most exhausting. This partly explains why you haven’t heard from me on the Blog since...
