Improvising the Home Office

I was born in April – technically autumn if Durban did autumn. The books I grew up with all spoke about spring lambs and April showers – and it was easy to imagine such boundless joy and spring in ones step while the sun shone endlessly in a breathtakingly blue sky.

In England, April really is in spring but still feels like winter. Cold Spring dampens hopes and they are starting to mould – so I cling onto the brave branches, with barely-there buds and ignore the raven - who thinks its funny to perch on my garden wall at this very moment.
I turn my back to it all. Marian Keyes has written Under The Duvet AND Further Under the Duvet – more than enough justification for temporary relocation from desk to bed.


I have finally succumbed and allowed myself a proper presence on the World Wide Web. Perhaps my reticence reveals my age and the generation I belong to. When I fell in love with books, writers were unknown entities and if any contact were to take place, it was always via the publisher. Books rarely carried Author Photos!

So I have been dragged into the 21
st Century and here it is – my very own, very real website! It wouldn’t have been possible without my techno-wizard husband-who spent many, many hours getting it to work. Totally appreciated!

For starters, I have copied and pasted my first ever blog post. Okay so perhaps that’s cheating (a bit) but I did write it, and it
is a real anecdote. (First appeared on the Spilling Ink website, 23/5/10). See Next Post.