I’ve just got back from the Manchester Literature Festival, where I was reading at the launch of the anthology When It Changed, which has just been published by Comma Press. It was a surreal, wonderful weekend in which the mathematician Alan Turing was a recurring motif. The strangeness started in the train on the way up, where there were people … [Read more...]
The holiday that wasn’t
This week I was supposed to be in Marbella with Naomi and the kids, but my eight-year-old reacted badly to the lumbar puncture he had a few days before. He was throwing up for days afterwards and there was no way he could travel. So instead I had a week at home, and once my kid was starting to feel better, and I wasn’t having to empty sick buckets … [Read more...]