Friends. To The End.

‘She understood me and I her’ my mum texted me after her oldest pal passed away recently and that line really hit me. I brace myself for losing old friends because it would be less like losing a limb and more an entire wing of your mental library. All those jokes and memories and references […]

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THIS SATURDAY I ROCK MY HOMETOWN OF SYSTON! It’s a beer and literature festival in a pub!2pm-3pm this Saturday, Pharmacies Arms, Syston. A reading and a Q&A and a couple pints!

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Of Then vs Now

There’s a lot of memes nowadays about the blithe serenity and sanity of the 90s/early 2000s and I get it, totally. The world before the social media demon burst forth was, looking back, a more certain place. A place we wished we’d saved as a checkpoint so we could have a crack at things again […]

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A Photo From Four Years Past

Cripes, there’s an image to appear in my FB memories. Sat in Room 3 of Premier Inn Leicester North West during lockdown and editing a manuscript of Pennyblade to the tune of both my editor and agent. A weird time, a crossroads, full of fear and excitement: disease stalked the land and I was caretaker […]

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My Freemasonry Spree!

So I snooped about the Freemason’s Hall my job-hunting course is taking place in during lunch break. Photos of His Majesty everywhere and lots of homemade heraldry; it’s basically Dungeons & Dragons for businessmen desperate to be part of the Establishment. I got discovered by one of the staff who told me I couldn’t venture […]

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