A nice cup of tea in the morning
I can’t write without a nice cup of tea – or at least the promise of one as a reward. A quick review of my relationship to the Brits’ national beverage.
I can’t write without a nice cup of tea – or at least the promise of one as a reward. A quick review of my relationship to the Brits’ national beverage.
A picture in place of 1000 words this week. Who can put a price on Christmas? At least one second-hand shop in Gothenburg can.
In which we meditate on hypochondria, my father’s cancer and my family’s gene pool – and take a quick look at Three Men in a Boat.
We investigate some of the language problems an English traveller may run into when trying to speak le français with the dubious aid of a phrase book.
In which we take the plunge and buy a new computational device (laptop) and explore different software that might be useful for an author to put into it.
In which we learn what we have learned from the experience – and failure – of our first crowd funding campaign. And discover there may be a Plan B.
A meditation on the question: Are you a half full or a half empty kinda guy? Why it’s not so easy to answer. Includes a digression on Bulgarian measures.
The state of the art of storytelling in Britain today- snapshots from my recent visit catching-up with my family in Northamptonshire.
The crowd funding campaign to publish My Gothenburg Days went live this morning and I have difficulty concentrating on anything else.
A reflection on the art of telling stories, and the compulsion to tell them, and how some stories are more divorced from reality than others.