The Easter Egg Murder*

“I don’t see why we have to see all the doctors again tomorrow,” I say to Mum when she calls.  “We spent all day at the hospital on Wednesday and the oncologist said that we were allowed to go on holiday and…” “Because they did all those tests last week and they need to give […]

Education, Education, Murder!*

Life-threatening illness changes you, but not always in the ways you’d expect.   1.  “Am not going to see anything else at the theatre unless I’m really desperate to see it,” I say to Mum.  “I just haven’t enjoyed the last few plays I’ve been to.  It’s too uncomfortable sitting for hours on end without […]

The Dinosaur Feather*

What am I going to do, I think.  Am allergic to feathers and it is possible, even probable, that Seb has feather bedding.  All day I worry about this. “Well then you must take your own bedding in a wheely suitcase,” a friend says.  And would, if was going there and back in car.  But […]

Dating Is Murder*

Monday morning at 8.15am and am settled on my bike at the gym.  The sky is a cloudless blue.  This is becoming a regular part of my Monday morning routine, which is brilliant. Thinking about what I’ve learned from nine months of dating: 1.  When swiping through Tinder profiles at the rate of sixty or […]

Jurassic Park*

“No-one ever says, on their deathbed, that they wish they’d spent more time at the office”.  This quote from a nun or priest in a hospice has stayed with me.   “Am going to be that person who says ‘I wish I’d spent more time at the office,’ aren’t I?” I say to Mum. “Probably,” […]

The Daughter Of Time*

Happy Richard III burial day.  Don’t think have urged you to read anything yet but please read The Daughter Of Time by Josephine Tey.  It’s a detective classic and addresses whether or not Richard III killed the princes in the tower.  It was one of Mum’s favourite books when she was young and it has […]

The Cherry Blossom Murder*

“How are you lovely?” The message comes through from my Seb. “Just doing some writing on phone on bike at gym.  Didn’t see any eclipse.  Did you?” I say. “No, wasn’t really aware of it,” he says.  “Don’t think it was great down here anyway.  Lovely day now though.  Spring has sprung!”   My darling. […]

Murder Unmentionable*

“Where does that go,” Mum says, pointing to the sports bra I’m holding. “In here,” I say, opening the bottom drawer containing all my beautiful brightly-coloured underwired bras. “Why don’t you get rid of those?” Mum says.  We’re tidying my drawers, or rather Mum is.  Am sitting on the floor, distressed at my beloved elderly […]

Daffodils*

The daffodils have opened: bright yellow against the lush green grass.  This is my favourite part of the year – late March to the end of May as the earth renews itself.  There’s all the anticipation and none of the crushing disappointment of high summer.  Can begin to make Plans.   And, of course, this […]

Murder Most Foul*

Continuing the theme of what-women’s-magazines-can-teach-us, have been reading more of them.  Have gleaned these bits of information: 1.  “Q:  Should I be matching my nail colour to my lipstick or handbag? A: Too much matching can feel overdone and retro…if you wear a raspberry lip, tame your nails down with a softer pink.” 2.  “Men […]