The Lion, The Witch And the Dress Code

My Ex-Husband's Landlady

My ex-husband’s landlady is 77 years old, five feet nine and a quarter inches tall, with broad shoulders, size seven feet and hair as wild as the kind of unidentifiable weed that you might one day find growing at the top of some steps. She lives at the crest

Black Dog

My cat Roscoe - who some of you might have been introduced to recently via her more vapid alter ego - turns 14 this month. She's a healthy cat, young for her age, which makes my mind boggle a bit as it hits me that precisely ten years

Old Litkinov

An Exclusive Look Inside My Writing Routine

I normally wake just before 3am, get immediately into my tracksuit and go for a run around the bathroom, but not for long, since writing time is of the utmost value to me and I’m at the height of my intellectual powers early in the morning. If I’m