The world has gone mad. A well-known shopping channel interrupted my television surfing this week by emblazoning the headline, Christmas in July, across my screen. Having survived the hottest day recorded in the UK, Christmas is the last thing on my mind. I stayed on the channel to appease my curiosity and was treated to…
As a heatwave grips the UK, the author reminisces on a childhood by the sea, and wonders how he has now managed to become landlocked.
As a writer, do you ever get those writing days where time seems to go backwards and the tick of a wall clock is louder than your thoughts? I do, on a regular basis. I refer to them as ‘humdrum days.’
Humdrum, has an almost onomatopoeic feel about it. The Oxford Dictionary lists it’s meaning as….