Today’s murder became known as the Day of the Dagger. On the 23rd December 1588 the bodyguards of King Henri III of France stabbed to death the king’s main rival, Henri Duke of Guise. The late 16th century was a turbulent period in France, marked by deep religious...

Forgive me, father, it’s been thirty days since my last golf lesson. I’ve been trying hard to correct my faults, but I keep straying from the correct swing path. I know my knees are moving too much. When I swing righteously, my shots are heavenly, true, straight, and...

Last night I watched Killing Sherlock, Lucy Worsley on the Case of Conan Doyle. I’ve written about my childhood reading before. The Jennings books by Anthony Buckeridge led me to read the Sherlock Holmes books. I recall Jennings, and his boarding school pal...

I’ve now written 20,000 words in Book 5 of the Sir Anthony Standen Adventures, and I’ve barely got started. I’m in chapter 4, and we’ve just had the second murder. The tension is ramping up, and we now have jeopardy. I have a working title, The Favourite Murder. It’ll...

My last post concerned a trainee pilot who packed his bags and flew back to the UK after getting lost on a solo cross country. Panic had taken hold of him. A few days later I was flying a solo cross country when I experienced something similar. I’d had a bit of a...

I was flying over Florida, some days after my first solo. I was flying Six India Oscar, another Cessna 152. The weather as usual was clear and sunny. You’d think it was hard to get lost. Florida is a fairly easy place to navigate in a an aeroplane. Apart from TV...

That’s me in the photograph standing next to Seven Zulu Yankee, the Cessna 152 in which I flew my first solo. The airfield was Fort Pierce on the east coast of Florida. According to my logbook that was on 31st May 1989. I said in my last post, autopilot, that I could...

Today’s murder became known as the Day of the Dagger. On the 23rd December 1588 the bodyguards of King Henri III of France stabbed to death the king’s main rival, Henri Duke of Guise. The late 16th century was a turbulent period in France, marked by deep religious...

Forgive me, father, it’s been thirty days since my last golf lesson. I’ve been trying hard to correct my faults, but I keep straying from the correct swing path. I know my knees are moving too much. When I swing righteously, my shots are heavenly, true, straight, and...

Last night I watched Killing Sherlock, Lucy Worsley on the Case of Conan Doyle. I’ve written about my childhood reading before. The Jennings books by Anthony Buckeridge led me to read the Sherlock Holmes books. I recall Jennings, and his boarding school pal...

I’ve now written 20,000 words in Book 5 of the Sir Anthony Standen Adventures, and I’ve barely got started. I’m in chapter 4, and we’ve just had the second murder. The tension is ramping up, and we now have jeopardy. I have a working title, The Favourite Murder. It’ll...

My last post concerned a trainee pilot who packed his bags and flew back to the UK after getting lost on a solo cross country. Panic had taken hold of him. A few days later I was flying a solo cross country when I experienced something similar. I’d had a bit of a...

I was flying over Florida, some days after my first solo. I was flying Six India Oscar, another Cessna 152. The weather as usual was clear and sunny. You’d think it was hard to get lost. Florida is a fairly easy place to navigate in a an aeroplane. Apart from TV...

That’s me in the photograph standing next to Seven Zulu Yankee, the Cessna 152 in which I flew my first solo. The airfield was Fort Pierce on the east coast of Florida. According to my logbook that was on 31st May 1989. I said in my last post, autopilot, that I could...