We all love Andy now

Some of my friends think I’m ridiculously attached to Andy Murray. This post from 2013 explains why. Growing up in Scotland and loving tennis is a difficult path to follow and I should know.  In my home town not a million miles from Dunblane, the weather  was always rubbish. A lot of my school tennis … Continue reading We all love Andy now

Ali Bacon, feeling blessed

In an age when even best-selling  authors are rarely given any tangible reward for turning out to big festivals, however distant or inconvenient,  needless to say lesser mortals only ever do these things only for fun and for the love of what they do (which in itself gives smaller events the special atmosphere remarked on here by Joanna … Continue reading Ali Bacon, feeling blessed