Archway With Words Literary Festival

I was extremely proud to speak on the first day of the Archway With Words Literary Festival. ‘Polish Witches and Black Tudors’ – who could resist? So I’ve graduated from the basement ‘toilet’ (see blogs passim) gig to the pulpit in the heady heights of Archway Methodist Church Hall. All rather inappropriate when you consider…

Returning to the scene of the crime…

    It involved a cat, as usual. I was determined to find the latest incarnation of Simpkins. For the uninitiated, that’s the cat who resides at Hertford College, Oxford. The one with the bridge – college not cat. I caught a glimpse from my bedroom window, but resigned myself to preparing for the lecture…