An Author's Notebook

Hubby and I nipped out for a walk first thing yesterday morning. The mist hung over the green hills of Turville while the sunlight was so pi...

As I watched my son lope off to catch his school bus this morning, I shed a tear. It was a discreet tear alone in the car - a quiet acknowle...

Natural Bridges State Beach, Santa Cruz Credit: William Lam When I was a career gal, I worked in New York for about 18 months during th...

Over the past days I've danced to Rita Ora, cheered on the English football team, watched a class of eleven-year olds sing their hearts ...

Fan -tastic for staying cool on the sit! Hot, hot, hot... This is summer,    someone told me the other day, so let's stop calling it...

The long days of summer are shortening and the sun has lost its satisfying sting. My kids are back at school and, after a month off, I have ...

About 10 years ago, when the kids were small, we stayed in Croyde, Devon, and it rained for the entire holiday. In fact, it bucketed down, a...

Almost half a century ago, my grandmother came upon a notice in The Times  newspaper   advertising a villa for sale on the Spanish island o...

Hermaphrodite Mum Three kids and a single mum I am packing light for our holidays this year. No more Lego, Connect 4 (travel edition), or...

Hermaphrodite Mum Three kids and a single mum My voice has gone hoarse. Too much shouting. It's week six and I have cra...

It's hard to believe that the summer holidays are upon us once more. Where did the last term go? In another year, my daughter will have ...

Hermaphrodite Mum Three kids and a single mum The summer holidays have begun. Sigh. I love having my children at home again, but it does ...