For my grand daughter Portia: ‘Ward Seven’

I haven't blogged for months, perhaps a year, I have had writers's block and haven't been able to write my book either, but now it seems to be thawing, along with the weather in St. Petersburg where I shall be on Monday. It's been a hard day's work trying to get a 'business' visa released [...]

Proust, Middlemarch and Mash

I’ve now spent two days reclining rather than declining on my bed, watching the snow fall and reading or re-reading 'Middlemarch'. And worrying. I worry about the birds, and the fact that I’ve recently learnt that they require fresh water to keep their plumage warm in this big freeze. I worry about my ferruginous dog [...]

My book

Tomorrow I'm doing my first interview for my book on what it's like to have 'A nervous breakdown'. I've got so carried away with writing my blogs that I had almost forgotten that the reason for writing a blog began with my book proposal way back in 'Birthpangs'. Well, the book proposal is now with [...]