My first foray into books that were published for adults takes me very close to home. I've known Peebles in the Scottish Borders since I was a very little girl living in Edinburgh. It's somewhere I have a great affection for and have made many day trips to. So I didn't discover the town because... Continue Reading →
All Things are Relative
Today I drove to Falkland. It's a forty-five minute journey from my house but it felt adventurous, daring, exciting. The downside to living in Edinburgh during lockdown was the necessity of staying in one's local authority area. The capital may be beautiful, inspiring and, in normal times, packed with things to do and places to... Continue Reading →
Jane’s Isle of Dreams
Over on my young people's book blog (www.picturesandconversations.co.uk) I've been writing about books that have made me (want to) travel to their settings and places that have made me seek out books set there. For as long as I can remember, books and places have been inextricably linked. I didn't always realise it, but it's... Continue Reading →
The Path Less Travelled (sort of)
'I'm pretty flexible about the New Zealand part of my trip,' I said to the long-suffering consultant at the other end of the line. A pause. 'There's just one non-negotiable, though. I have to spend some time in Dunedin. And I wouldn't mind going to Invercargill. A longer pause. The whisper of a sigh. 'Invercargill?'... Continue Reading →
Travelling Versus Arriving
Even before COVID-19 put an end to my trip of a lifetime, many things had gone wrong. Nothing affecting the entire planet, you understand, and nothing disastrous but, still, there had been some hitches. It all started off so well too. My journey from Edinburgh to Sydney was uneventful and I arrived safely and speedily... Continue Reading →