From My Desk

There’s an intruder in my house, staring defiantly at me. I scream with all my might and she apes me...

An extract from The War Child which did not make it into the final typescriptFrances1917‘Snails have...

He staggers home as dusk blotches the flushed-gold canvas of sky.Coconut tree shadows dance on water...

I will be giving a talk at the Guildhall Library on Monday the 21st of July from 2 to 3pm about my i...