Monthly Archives: August 2020

I went for a walk this morning and found a pine cone. How exciting! How thrilling! What a way to start a story. But when I found the pine cone I was in the middle of one of two roads … Continue reading →

I love stories. I have been entranced listening to a story teller who made me laugh and cry. I have curled up with a book on a wet Sunday afternoon and lost track of time. I have sat in the … Continue reading →

Mata Hari is a name that still resonates 100 years after her execution for espionage. But why do we find female spies in general and Mata Hari in particular so fascinating? Why should we remember a woman who betrayed her … Continue reading →