An Author's Notebook

My 10-year old son and I are playing a game at the moment: the 30-day Happiness Challenge *. I bought it after he finished his entrance exam...

Whenever I succumb to a bit of navel-gazing, the subject is always the same. How to be happy. You'd have thought I'd got it sussed b...

Silence descends on the house. The kids are back at school, the dog has been walked and I am finally free to get on with some work. For the ...

As I was driving to meet a friend for coffee yesterday, I caught a snatch of a Radio 4 programme on Stacey Jackson . It was one of those sur...

My 11-year old daughter was bemoaning the fact that she was too tall the other day. Having just started secondary school, she was embarrasse...

What kind of idiot drops their mobile phone down the loo? That's what I thought to myself a few months ago when my brother lost his iPho...

I finally worked out who Bradley Cooper was the other day. Yes, I know - I have been living under a rock. Last Saturday, my husband and I w...

Another new year. Time to ring in the changes. January is a month of resolutions, stodgy thighs and enforced abstinence. We leave the excess...