Latest novel published – sigh of relief.
Holiday in Mexico – brain reduced to mush in the heat.
Back home – routines restored.
Time to think of starting a new book, ie procrastinate. 223 more words
by Tim Dawe
The spindly arch that frames this dead-straight bitumen road cleaving the desert sands proclaims: “Ville de Tombouctou”. It’s a far cry from the “welcome” 40-odd crazy/brave European explorers received in their quest to reach the fabled city of Timbuktu. 1,754 more words