Apple#469 Citibikes One of my favourite things about being out and about in New York is that I get to ride a bike, which gets me to here...

Apple#455 Synchronicity – what a wonderful thing! Just like that some answers to the questions I was reflecting on in the last blog post...

Apple#448 To write or not to write? A week in the sun This week I have been wondering if writing is for people who experience less than...

Apple#424 I'm at Holy Cross Monastery Poughkeepsie once again, this time for a writers' retreat, or, to be more precise, a poets'...

How is it possible that this morning before the dawn I was swimming in the pale waters of the Bermudian coast, tussled by wind-flustered...

Apple#409 A little unfair perhaps to report so little of the special culture we encountered on Bermuda: so just a few more snapshots. The...

You know how it is when you realise that your stereotypes all come from the movies? And that they don’t bear much relationship to...

Apple#376 If you met an angel, just what sort of conversation would you have with him (or with her)? There seems to be a bit of a problem...

Apple#204 25 years is a long time, isn’t it? It was May 1st 1993 when I said ‘yes’ to Luca, and he said ‘yes’ to me, nearly half our...

Apple#208 Today I launched a new New York choir! I came home happy and all abuzz with the first rehearsal of The Song Project; stimulated...

Apple#185 It’s been unusually long since my last blog post, and you might be beginning to think – as one friend here suggested - that I...

Apple#160 It’s easy to feel at home … here, in Stroud, the town where I grew up. There was an unexpected relief that revealed itself only...

Apple#154 Today was my birthday! It is 1.36am and I have returned from a wonderful evening of food and friendship. Nota bene, folks: I...

Apple#145 This weekend we have taken the train out of Grand Central and come upstate to Poughkeepsie, to Holy Cross monastery, the home...

Apple#138 Appley Dappley, a little brown mouse, goes to the cupboard in somebody’s house In somebody’s cupboard there’s everything nice:...

Apple#137 After yesterday’s plunge into that gloomy forlornness, and after getting it off my chest as I wrote, I leapt out of bed this...

Apple#136 Why, all of a sudden, have I been feeling lonely today? I can’t say I rightly know. It is the first time since arriving here...

Apple#131 (but should have been #61) First observations of a Brit in NYC, the week I arrived ie in early December. Without judgment,...

Apple#126 I’m awake. Decided to get up and have a herbal tea, a painkiller and an hour to settle my thinking; I’m hoping that by becoming...

Apple#118 Out and about once again in Manhattan, and walking between the chiropractor (Dr Joe Cucci) on the Upper East Side (Ouch! Argh!...