How are you this week? I was wondering whether you have been taking yourself out for walks and visioning…

Sitting in the quiet marking area of the staffroom, I could not help but overhear a senior member of the…

My parents wartime wedding  This is probably not remotely the sort of thing one should write to a person with…

My mother on the right and her siblings.  Her sister on the left was called Hazel who I was named…

These letters were written approximately weekly between January 2004 and July 2005 to a barrister, we shall call Saul, I…

  I am not a perfect servant. I am a public servant doing my best against the odds. As I…

  This year I went on holiday to Vietnam with the same company I went to South India with last…

Because of the industrial action last term, many union members did not take part in parents’ evening and there were…

  My Cameroon blog is dedicated to Graham (FP) with whom I lived for 10 years. His kindness and emotional…

I am away on holiday at the moment so you are getting some of my old pieces of writing I…

My Sri Lankan writings are dedicated to Kevin. I have taken out the hugs and kisses bit, but they were…

  I am sorry there isn’t a happy ending. I am sorry there isn’t even a satisfactory ending. By the…