Lock the study door ( Study ? Why not office ? Because it’s an old house, Charles I or II II. Office would sound too sleek, too modern. Refuse to hear any other sounds, not easy as the F 35s and F 15s scream across the sky. Pretend I’m Trollope, and make myself write forContinue reading “East of the Sun. Carving out time to write, between room staging, viewings and landscape gardening.”
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East of the Sun On holiday by mistake ? What happened next ? ( with brownies)
Who’s that knocking ? Strangers at the door, Part II Howling wind and rain, desperate knocking, and that heartsink moment…. In winter, strangers at the door means just one thing… On holiday or just a day’s hike, they’re lost. Catastrophically lost… The mistake, nearly always ? (apart from ever coming near soggy Westmorland ) They’ve missed theContinue reading “East of the Sun On holiday by mistake ? What happened next ? ( with brownies)”