Category Archives: Devon

Running away from it all

Posted on April 24, 2020 by

A friend of mine said recently – “It’s not too bad a time for writers – they can disappear into their own heads”. That’s true up to a point. I’m re-writing and tidying Jigsaw Island on the advice of my … Continue reading →

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Beside the seaside…

Posted on November 22, 2019 by

Doing my own final edit of Jigsaw Island before passing it on to the professionals, I am lost in my mind’s eye with memories such as this – Leros, September 2018… Whereas, from our garden today, this is the view… … Continue reading →

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Sunday

Posted on April 14, 2019 by

– is the day I never know what to do with – including writing grammatical sentences. It’s a hangover, I think, from early childhood when, once a week, the awful prospect of SUNDAY SCHOOL faced me. As if it were … Continue reading →

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What I was watching when I should have been (re)writing…

Posted on February 28, 2019 by

Martyn and I took a stroll down into Dawlish yesterday and look what we saw… a monochrome study but for the red beaks. There are now at least six adult black swans on Dawlish Water – and three nests, one … Continue reading →

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Performance art in Torbay – The Tale

Posted on October 16, 2017 by

It was much more than that. For three weeks in September The Tale took its mobile audience through memorabilia, sea trips, promenade and venue based performance art, sound installations and the spoken word provided by the young people of Torbay. … Continue reading →

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Wasn’t what I was looking for…

Posted on April 23, 2015 by

Went for an early morning walk for inspiration this morning (up on the cliff is the apartment block where I live). The waves were significant – magnificent! There was seaweed everywhere, driftwood, two dead jellyfish and other marine life body … Continue reading →

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Deathly mist driftin’ Daw-lishwards, m’dears

Posted on April 14, 2015 by

Don’t look too bad, do it? But t’were a darkly time on the number eleven trundling back from the bright Spring sunshine o’ Torquay to the darkling world o’ Dawlish. We were going’ along fine an’ happy like, right up … Continue reading →

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