Seasons of mist

I am not a natural traveller. .I don’t constantly yearn for the views of new shores or the silhouette of unknown horizons, I enjoy it when it happens, and after a while of pottering around my everyday life I do begin to feel the urge to pack a bag and pop off to...

The road goes ever on

Having a much needed break from the workaday routine this week to indulge in some rock climbing in the Fontainebleau forest in France. For all intents and purposes this also means a bit of a break from all things writing related, I still bring a notepad and pen, and...