Author Archives: susan

Since in Ashdod everybody always ended up on the beach, in order to maintain my friendships I felt I needed to make an occasional appearance there. I’d the wait on the sand… for everyone to return from their swims, glistening … Continue reading →

It’s England in the early 20th century; the Willowes, an upper-class family, live on their country estate, Lady Place. Laura Willowes, or Lolly as her family call her, is her father’s beloved youngest child and only daughter. Possessing a ‘temperamental … Continue reading →

…Flora’s panniers opened in readiness for the haul of pollen and nectar she would surely be able to take back to the hive from this marvellous place. She climbed up and positioned herself over one of the creamy white florets, … Continue reading →

STILL had taught me that it was possible to make something every day, and if every day was not necessarily artful, nevertheless art of some kind would eventually arise out of that dailiness. Mary-Jo Hoffman was an aerospace engineer. After … Continue reading →

It’s so tempting to leave this out; it would be much easier to skip it over as a repetitious, almost boring part of the story. For the love of god, what now, I can almost hear you say. But I … Continue reading →

Ah! Monty Don… There’s the lanky frame, the floppy linen shirts, the straw hats. The long and slightly melancholy face, which is transfigured at times with a gentle toothy smile and unforced enthusiasm when he loves something. There’s an often … Continue reading →

Gurus differ widely from each other in a variety of ways, but most claim the possession of special spiritual insight  based on personal revelation. Gurus promise their followers new ways of self-development, new ways to salvation. Since there are no … Continue reading →

      This is wot it is like when we go back on the school trane. There are lots of new bugs and all there maters blub they hav every reason if they know what they were going to. … Continue reading →

I am stockpiling antibiotics for the apocalypse, even as I await the blossoming of paperwhites on the windowsill in the kitchen. The news of late has captured the fever dream of modern life: everything exploding, burning, being shot, or crashing … Continue reading →

  Numbers are my friends, and they are always around me. Each one is unique and has its own personality. The number 11 is friendly and 5 is loud, whereas 4 is both shy and quiet – it’s my favourite … Continue reading →