Trash, rubbish, garbage, litter – I never know which word to use. But it all amounts to the same thing. My pet hate. One of the few...

A few weeks ago I wrote a blog post, Old Friends, about the powerful impact books can have during childhood. The photo I used to...

A relentlessly grey sky depresses me more than most things, except maybe a hangover. Or bickering kids. But I love rain, from the mist so...