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April 2020

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12.5 miles of cycling today in 1 hour 8 minutes involved going up a hill and down again (that was fun!). Such a clear light I could see so far. I love the lack of pollution in these #coronavirus #lockdown times… #amcycling???? #DailyExercise

Saturday 25 April 2020

12.5 miles of cycling today in 1 hour 8 minutes involved going up a hill and down again (that was fun!). Such a clear light I could see so far. I love the lack of pollution in these #coronavirus #lockdown…

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Sorry, not sorry. When you go make a second mug of coffee to go with the emergency hot cross bun because Howard Goodall’s music from the Vicar of Dibley comes on the radio and you burst into tears for you Grannie-in-law. #RIPGrannie #sorry #notsorry #WorkingFromHome

Thursday 23 April 2020

Sorry, not sorry. When you go make a second mug of coffee to go with the emergency hot cross bun because Howard Goodall’s music from the Vicar of Dibley comes on the radio and you burst into tears for you…

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It might be an “excellent tale” but The Window Seat Reporter is a bloody peculiar one. I think my weird brain was at the height of its weirdness when I wrote this aged 14… #authorsofinstagram #amwriting #childhoodwriting #stories

Wednesday 22 April 2020

It might be an “excellent tale” but The Window Seat Reporter is a bloody peculiar one. I think my weird brain was at the height of its weirdness when I wrote this aged 14… #authorsofinstagram #amwriting #childhoodwriting #stories

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Considering that I never really socialised, went to the pub, or swore as a teenager, all my early stories written at that time seem to involve socialising, going to the pub, and swearing. Clearly I was living my life in fiction. #FictionIsMoreRealThanReality

Tuesday 21 April 2020

Considering that I never really socialised, went to the pub, or swore as a teenager, all my early stories written at that time seem to involve socialising, going to the pub, and swearing. Clearly I was living my life in…

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