Crowvus are a small indie publisher based in Wick, in the far north Scottish Highlands, who publish their own books, run writing competitions and offer support for other indie authors.[...]
It has a mystique surrounding it. It has a reputation for being ‘hard’. Think T S Elliot, maybe, or whoever it was you ‘hated’ at school, where poetry was often[...]
This is my last in my series of ‘buy nothing new’ blogs, although as you will discover, it’s not the end of my ‘buying nothing new’! 12 months ago I decided[...]
I can’t remember a bad Christmas from when we were kids. My dad loves Christmas: an over-abundance of decorations food and gifts; games, TV and friends. He’s always been a[...]
I am privileged to know a lot of creative people: writers, artists, musicians and makers of all sorts. My belief is that we are fundamentally creative beings, and predominantly[...]
The Edinburgh International Book Festival is a lively and eclectic mix of books and people. All sorts of people; all sorts of books. I was fortunate to be able to[...]
I was raised on the ‘protestant work ethic’, even though my dad was a Catholic. To be fair, he championed work and play in equal measure. A union man and[...]
The trip north from Wales, via the M5 and M6, was never going to be hassle-free, or take the allotted time of 4 hours. After checking the traffic and[...]
Devon to South Wales Further south and west for our next stop, passing by friends in Dorset, and heading to Devon for lunch with a couple we hadn’t seen[...]
The most direct route to our next destination, in Buckinghamshire, was the A1M, a road I loathe with a passion, so instead we headed for the M1. Not much better,[...]