No phone, no internet. No talking, no touching anyone, any how. No looking people in the face, no sexual nothing, the genders strictly...

Paddy, Patrick, is my husband. He would hate it if he knew I was writing about him. He´s English, a retired newspaperman, a thinker, a wag,...

I want to write about fear, and about being a mystic. I want to write about stones, and fire, and the stars. But instead I will write a...

Helena sent lovely port from Portugal... another gift. Perfect for a celebration!  Ollie, Paddy, David, Kim, and me. Very different p...

I´m telling everyone I know... the long-awaited website is finally a go! Have a look, sign up for updates, let me know if it works OK.  It´...

She´s lucky I didn´t kill her myself, back when we first met. A year or so ago, on a dark, snowy afternoon in the mountain village of O ...

My mind shouts: Gotta write something! Gotta get that Peaceable Projects website out there, gotta fill in all the gaps in the design...