The Falcon’s Malteser*

“What would you like to drink my lovely?” Seb says.  We’re in his new local pub where we’ve arrived in time to order food before tonight’s rugby: New Zealand v France. “Double gin and slimline tonic please darling,” I say, smiling up at him.  He disappears to the bar. “If I can just do a […]

Murder Among Friends*

“I haven’t seen you for ages,” Suzie says when I answer the door, after we’ve had a hug. “It’s only been a couple of weeks hasn’t it?”  I say.  “Sorry, darling, I was asleep.”  Didn’t make it to the door in time. “Thought you probably were,” she says.  “Anyway – a couple of weeks is […]

Tickets To The Devil*

“I have to write the blog,” I say to the parentals, on arrival at our hotel.  It’s the little Art Deco establishment where we spent a night earlier in the week. “Don’t you want a bath?  Or to change for dinner?” Mum says, gazing at my pink dress.  Have been sleeping in it in the […]

At Bertram’s Hotel*

In Abroad.  Staying in a charming little Art Deco hotel.  Could be in an Agatha Christie novel.  Manage not to get murdered in the night, which is good.   Am writing this in the hotel courtyard where there are olive trees.  “Look: they’ve got olives on them.  Put that in the blog,” Mum says. We […]

Murder Mistaken*

“Hello,” I say, answering the flat phone last night at 6.30pm. “Hello my lovely,” Seb says.  “How are you?” “I’ve had an epic nap and now I’m packing,” I say, although haven’t started yet.  Haven’t even unpacked from earlier in the week.  “How are you my darling?” “I had to saw the sofa in half […]

Rope Enough*

“Right, I’m out of the door and on my way,” the message comes through from Seb at 4.04pm.  “Can’t imagine it will take me more than two and a half hours.  So: 6.30pm I reckon.  I’m training it.  Don’t feel like driving.  See you soon xxx.” “See you soon darling,” I reply.  “Please ring doorbell/ […]

High Anxiety*

I’m going to try to describe Anxiety.  It’s much misunderstood I think.   There’s a wren flying around the house, trying to get out and she can’t and you’re chasing after her, trying to coax her towards the door and you’ve got to got to got to chase her out because you’re off on holiday […]

The Killer Inside Me*

What blogging has taught me: 1.  In eleven months, haven’t had any writer’s block.  If you know that your readers are expecting a piece, you’ll write one.  It’s the same as writing to a deadline.  Thank you all so much for reading and for all your comments.  It means such a lot to me. 2. […]

The Case Of The Careless Kitten*

Back at the gym, staring out of the window.  Exhausted but at the moment am missing my afternoon sleeps so that sleep at night. Drugs am taking: 1.  Carbamazepine: my main drug.  Mood stabiliser. 2.  Duloxetine: starting today on 30mg.  SSNRI anti-depressant. 3.  Antibiotics: three times per day.  To stop infection from the biopsy wounds. […]

Gravity’s Rainbow

Ah, it is just so nice not to be miserable. Am writing this on the bike in the hotel gym in Stratford. That’s Stratford-upon-Avon. Obviously. Swans glide across my view: the gym looks out over the river. Boats are moored on the right of my vision and willows weep over the water. It’s light and […]