When lockdown was first upon us, the cameras in our household lay dormant - not unloved, but like us - pining for the outdoors. Slowly, cautiously, we stuck out noses outside, and exposed our lungs and our cameras to some fresh air. Initially we stuck to our local park. Visiting at a time when it... Continue Reading →

During the recent restrictions, my heart went out to those parents trying to balance working from home with some form of home-schooling. But I took my hat off to those teachers who had to move to teaching online without specialist training. Hopefully most children got to experience at least one teacher who's risen to the... Continue Reading →

There's always been folk making jokes about terrible and tragic events. I've long assumed we all know someone like that - but maybe I'm just blessed. Despite working hard to be conscious of my words, and doing my best to avoid causing hurt, I can't say that I'm politically correct at heart. While believing there are... Continue Reading →

Refreshed after my little break and inspired by the marvellous Ally Bean who worked to rule decided to blog reduced hours for the summer, I thought I'd have a bit of a ramble about what we mean by 'doing nothing'. Ally described it as doing stuff which she considers not blog-worthy (and/or which she'd rather... Continue Reading →

I've got a number of projects which are calling out for my undivided attention, so the time has come for me to take a little blogging break. Stay safe & well everyone. © Debra Carey, 2020

The Insecure Writers Support Group is a marvellous group set up by Alex Cavanagh. On the first Wednesday of every month, members post thoughts, fears or words of encouragement for fellow writers. The link above takes you to details about the group and how to join. You'll also find a list of bloggers signed up... Continue Reading →

I'm a reader - long-term, confirmed, committed - I simply cannot imagine how I would cope without it. For me, there's no emotional strife which cannot be calmed by withdrawing into a book - or at least there hasn't been to date. Why then, have I only managed to read 4 books since the UK... Continue Reading →

By which I mean the lyrics of the Bob Dylan number - or living the life of a nomad - rather than Mick Jagger & pals. Himself is a minimalist by nature - camera equipment aside - and regularly expresses a hankering to live in a van (something I may have mentioned to one or... Continue Reading →

I'd like to talk today about bookcase judging - not judgement on the quality of the bookcases themselves, you understand ... but the contents thereof.  In this current lock-down period, there's been an explosion of communication by video, resulting in our personal space being on display to all manner of person - both personal and... Continue Reading →

The Insecure Writers Support Group is a marvellous group set up by Alex Cavanagh. On the first Wednesday of every month, members post thoughts, fears or words of encouragement for fellow writers. The link above takes you to details about the group and how to join. You'll also find a list of bloggers signed up... Continue Reading →