Longer ago than I care to admit, fortune led me to an old theatre in the Highlands of Scotland. Only now am I able to reveal some of my experiences there and you will appreciate that discretion ...

A few years ago when the city was shut down and empty, I used to take long lone cycle rides in parts of London that were unknown to me, seeking an escape. One day in January, after cycling around ...

Spend a weekend with me in an eighteenth century weaver’s house in Fournier St, enjoy delicious lunches, savour freshly baked cakes from historic recipes, discover the secrets of Spitalfields Life and ...

I am proud to publish this entry from THE SILVER LOCKET by a graduate of my writing course. The author sets out to share stories of literary life: books old and new which inspire and comfort, and the ...

The sprawling ragamuffin of a market was held around Sclater St and Cheshire St. They were lined with stalls, which also edged into the dilapidated old warehouses plus improvised sales pitches ...

I am proud to publish this story from THE OXFORD SAUSAGE by a graduate of my writing course. The author set out to write a spicy mix of Oxford stories from a house once belonging to a city sausage ...

I am proud to present these extracts from PLANTING DIARIES, Gardens, planting styles and their origins by Siân Rees, a graduate of my blog writing course who has been publishing regularly for more ...