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I am hugely excited that in just one weeks time I will be participating in my first event to launch The Love Detective! The event is a Novel London double book launch at Hatchards Cross. I will be reading the extract below from my debut novel, The Love Detective, and I am very much lookingRead more

I was almost certainly wasting my time here, I decided, when I heard voices and looked up to see Simon coming out from behind his front gate dressed in a pair of jeans and a casual shirt. He also had something draped about his arms and it wasn’t a sweater. Well, well, well, I thought,Read more

I was waiting for him as the BMW drew up. We didn’t bother to exchange pleasantries. Simon headed off down the path with an abrupt, “We might as well talk inside.” But, he suddenly stopped short and turned uncertainly towards me, his voice low, “The door’s open.” I looked past him and sure enough theRead more

Rose, my glamorous septuagenarian neighbour is mixing us vodka martinis. “I’ve been invited to play Madame Arcati in Blithe Spirit but I’m in two minds. What do you think?” “Well I’ve heard of the play” I offer hesitantly. Or at least I think I have. “But I’ve never seen it” “With a twist?” she asksRead more

I’d slept fitfully. All night I had been tormented by ghostly visions of being chased through an empty house. My mother was there in an evening dress and an unbecoming hat shouting at me from the top of a balcony about breaking a window. Who was going to clear up the mess? She wanted toRead more

I’m planning on being fashionably late for Niles’ party. But, I wonder, exactly how late is fashionable and not simply rude? Oh, why on earth am I worrying about this? I think crossly. After all, Niles is one of the rudest people I know. Highly amusing at times (usually at someone else’s expense), charming even,Read more

“Miranda’s got a new thing” Niles’ voice down the phone is resigned. And that’s never a good sign. As feature editor for one of the magazines I freelance for, he is the conduit through which the Powers on High, namely Miranda the Editor-in-chief, issues her commands. “She’s got it in to her head that peopleRead more

The place is a tip. No. That’s an exaggeration. There isn’t a stack of dirty dishes in the sink and empty wine glasses under the bed (actually there might be a pair of champagne glasses down there but that’s a whole other story) and so the house isn’t a complete mess, but it does needRead more

We’re told that the sleep of the just, of the innocent, is the soundest. Not true. I slept so heavily, so deeply that I woke up with a sleep hangover, woolly in the head and heavy in the legs. A run wasn’t going to do it. I needed to swim. Grumbling because I still hadn’tRead more

January. Oh, the pressure! I make the same resolution every year: Eat less, move more… and, inevitably, by day three, I break it. But not this time. 2018 is all about being new and improved. Besides, on moving from London to the country, I’d determined to transform myself into a capable and serene woman who’sRead more