Tricks up her sleeve

These Spectred Isles

An old man lives at the bottom of my garden. His name is Robert Barkus, or Bakehouse, or Bagust. Nobody is quite sure. But I often sense him around when I’m gardening, and I’ve found out a fair bit ab

“I am a Member of our funny little ...

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The first five pages of my new novel, Small Acts of Resistance, a love story set during the First World War, have taken a somewhat circuitous route to print. Their journey into being started over twen

The Ear of the Beholder Huon Mallalieu (Thomas ...