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In 1953, our family moved to the village of Wroxham, seven miles north of Norwich in the Broadland area of Norfolk, due to my father’s work. It was the year […]

Chapter Twelve (of BIG BLUE SKY – A Celebration of Norfolk) Norfolk Churches – and my journey Jumble sales, Flemish weavers, canaries, Malchus’ ear. As the preacher droned on in […]

Below is an excerpt from my ‘soon to be published’ (well, later this year) book, with provisional title BIG BLUE SKY – A Celebration of Norfolk. It is not a […]

I never meant to write a book – and then my first one was published. And now my seventh was not really intended, but perhaps a result of the pandemic […]

It was February 1961. We had cycled, and now we walked. Stealthily. We followed the tracks through the snow. It was four-footed, and quite heavy. Not as heavy as a […]

The following is an extract from my (hopefully) forthcoming book, which is tales and anecdotes, and brief historical facts gleaned from living most of my 76 years in Norfolk. If […]

“I’m dry. I’m empty,” has been my response recently when people have asked me if I am currently writing a book. You see, you have to have a book ‘in […]

Farsi? I had heard of the language Farsi, and might have guessed at Iran being the nation primarily to use it. But Wendy and I have not been to Iran, […]

It was a relation, of sorts. I will name no names, and keep my head down. I was walking around the garden with her (there’s a clue) and we were […]

“Hey Bud, what is your real name?” asked a heavily armed ‘official’ man at the Dallas/Fort Worth airport. Wendy and I were travelling to Guadelajara, Mexico’s second city. We had […]