I have no idea who the young man in the picture is but here, if you would like a sneak preview, is the first chapter of my soon to be published debut novel, Stephen Dearsley’s Summer Of Love published by…
Maybe I am easily amazed but when visiting the United States this summer I was truly that, yes, amazed by my first sighting of a humming bird. I had seen them on television, of course, but I had no idea…
My novel is about to be published, the date is yet to be announced, but last night, ahead of its “Real World” launch it was launched in the virtual world of Second Life which is also a virtual haven for…
Amanda Knox and Raffaele Sollecito Raffaele Sollecito released I don’t know if they are innocent or guilty but we all know by now, that they have been acquitted of murder in the sensational Perugia case that has been in the news…
I have been over it all my life…..hundreds of times….. and always loved the view sitting on the train and looking out across one of the most beautiful rural scenes in Sussex. The Balcolme Viaduct, a majestic Victorian railway bridge…
I love the fox here – not sure what he is going to do but that is part of the fun. Sadly I feel more like that hunting dog. I am having one of these days today when no matter…
Colin Bell (wolfiewolfgang) My friend, the photographer, David Stacey (click on Links on the right hand column) has taken a portrait of me in a gallant attempt to make me look interesting. I am very happy with it – so…
The building works that have been going on for such a long time now around me here in Lewes, are showing signs of completion. Ron’s shop, which has been empty for several years now is in the final stages of…
I couldn’t let the death of the great and hilarious David Croft pass without marking his life here. You don’t have to be English, but it helps, to appreciate his very particular form of humour that kept people laughing for…
Horace is sun-bathing in my garden here in Lewes, UK today – Summer has finally arrived, three months late, a so-called Indian Summer but, hey, I am not complaining…and neither is Horace. The sun is shining on him now that…