I’m delighted to welcome Roz Morris to the blog again, this time in a video interview about her new book Not Quite Lost, Travels Without A Sense of Direction which is published Monday, 2nd October 2017. Roz is one of the most popular guests I’ve ever invited here, and I…
Damien Hirst in Venice: Treasures from the Wreck of the Unbelievable Part 2
As promised, this is the follow-up to the previous gallery post about Damien Hirst’s Treasures from the Wreck of the Unbelievable. This post features images from the second part, which is being held in the Palazzo Grassi on the Grand Canal. I want to acknowledge the lovely Joanna Penn who first…
Damien Hirst in Venice: Treasures from the Wreck of the Unbelievable Part 1
A departure for me: a photo gallery based on an art exhibition. But what an exhibition! I confess I have never been a fan of Damien Hirst, but his monumental – and I mean that most sincerely – Treasures from the Wreck of the Unbelievable is a truly breathtaking outing…
The Rain in Spain…
…falls, thankfully, mainly somewhere other than on Cádiz in October, which meant that my partner Annie and I had a delightful break in Andalucia and remained dry for at least five of our seven days away. Admittedly, we did get soaked on the last two days (we actually spent our…
Venice Writing Course: Advanced Self-Editing Skills for Authors
This week, I interviewed Roz Morris who tutored our group of enthusiastic writers at the first ever Creative Retreats in Italy event, hosted by my sister Janys Hyde in Venice. Q 1: Hi Roz and thanks for agreeing to tell my readers something about the course you ran recently in Venice.…
Words of a Feather Venice Writing Retreat
Last week was one of the most exciting I’ve had in years. On Monday 14th September, I flew out to Venice with Roz Morris, who was set to deliver her Self-Editing for Authors course on behalf of my sister Janys Hyde’s Creative Retreats in Italy enterprise (also publicised via her Words…
Preparing for Venice
In precisely two weeks time, I shall be in Venice. The last time I was there was 2005 – distressing, given how much I love this unique city, la serenissima. And especially shocking, since my sister lives there. Ten years. How is that possible? Well, a lot has happened in…