Writing For Joy

The woodland path — many of the best things in life are still free to enjoy. Like many people of our generation who were taught to live wit...

January is not a good month for cheer. Cold, dark and wet — sometimes snow and ice. But this year has not been too bad for us in South Cumbr...

For me, Jack the Ripper has no great appeal as the subject of a novel but I was intrigued enough to buy Brian L Porter's book, A Study i...

The Christmas of my childhood was so very different to what UK children experience today. I had just turned seven when the war began in 1939...

When days become short and dull and nights long, dark and cold, an unexpected ray of sunshine lifts the spirit and turns dark thoughts into ...

Caring for a loved one I had always admired those who gave up so much to care for a loved one at home, especially with little or no support....

We were sitting in the café drinking coffee. "Look, there's your old friend John," said my companion, looking out of the windo...