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…

A Point of View or Two?

With the luxury of a day off work and a full Saturday afternoon to write, I’ve come to the conclusion that I could cope with the semi-secluded life of a writer. After all, I’m not stuck at home and it is a well-known fact that a writer in North London will never suffer from a…