Murder In A Basket*

“I’ve brought you a present,” my brother says, from the hall of the flat. “Oh, thank you,” I say.  I’ve just woken up from my afternoon sleep and I’m sitting up in bed.  That was a long sleep: three hours.  The panther lies on the bed next to me, rasping my cheek with his rough […]

Downward-Facing Death*

Can do some stuff to stop mood getting any more elevated: 1.  Keep away from the Internet – hence why am only just writing this now.  Technology is not my friend at the moment, sadly.  Can’t work things.  2.  Rest. 3.  Keep away from shops, restaurants and public transport.  Am cancelling all my plans up […]

Dear Zoo*

So: my Zoo is my happy place.  Or one of them.  And today was my first time in the Lemur Walk Through exhibit which opened a mere two weeks ago. “You’re not allowed to touch the lemurs,” the pretty, young keeper says.  Her waist-length, dark curly hair reminds me of my hair, when it was […]

Hot And Sweaty Rex*

Have been looking at a great blog here: Www.hannahgale.co.uk And thinking about how to make own one more user friendly. 1.  Anyone know how to tag own posts in a post, so if one writes say: “am in the restaurant where I went with the Danish banker” it will link to that post? 2.  Would like, […]

An Ice Cream War*

Sitting on bike at gym, staring out of the window at the unbroken blue sky.  Which is nice.  Wearing my fat-burning shorts so am hot: they work by making you sweat more.   Have unpacked most of suitcase.  Washed a load of clothes and so did brother so they are all squashed onto the airer. […]

A Murder Of Wolves*

Sitting in a cafe in a trendy district of the city with brother.  He’s writing emails and has brought plugs, adaptors and so on.  Thought about bringing phone charger but decided against it and am now regretting this decision as battery down to about 20%. The dog at the table next to us barks and […]

The Mysteries of Hummingbird Falls: Murder in the Mountains*

In the taxi on the way to the Barmitzvah, we pass the Centre For Rowing and Nautical Studies. “Look, it’s the Centre For Rowing and Nautical Studies,” I say to my brother.  “What a nice area to study.  I’m going to do a PhD there in ‘Rum, Sodomy and the Lash’. He laughs. We’re half […]

Songs For The Missing*

“I’ll meet you down there,” I say to brother.  “Five minutes.”  We’re off to the safari park. Shutting my door, I burst into tears.  All day yesterday I didn’t get a message from Seb and when I wake up this morning: still no message. Drying my eyes, I go through to the lounge. “You OK?” […]

Sleep With The Lights On*

“Argh, overslept,” I say to brother at 8am this morning as I make a quick pre-gym coffee. “You were up in the night,” brother says.  “I heard your meditation thing.” “Sorry,” I say, squeezing toothpaste onto my toothbrush.  Sunburn woke me in the night and had to run my Body Scan again to get back […]

Murder In Port Aux Basques*

“Who was Tyndareus?  Do you think he went on Tinder.  Was he Philomela’s sister’s husband?” My brother says. “I don’t know,” I say, drinking my coffee, bustling around the room, looking for my key.  Have to get to the gym by 8am or won’t manage an hour in there before breakfast at 9. “Let’s look […]