Carol Hedges

The sun is shining and we ( Little G and I) are hanging out in the park. We have a picnic, some water, some fruit and a selection of to...

Writer and blogger Tom Williams and I met via a long comment he left on one of my blogs. Tom writes historical fiction and claims to ...

They always say you can learn so much from being in the company of small children. To which I would add that most of what you learn is th...

With publication of Death & Dominion drawing closer (October 12th), I have been asked once again by several people why I decided t...

On the 2 days that You must be mad entrusts her into my rickety care, I am responsible for Little G's meals from breakfast to dinne...

As you probably all know,  Diamonds & Dust , which was rejected out of hand by my ex-agent as ''not remotely publishable'...

When You must be mad was young, the nearest park involved a fifteen minute walk and crossing a very busy road with no traffic island. Th...

Whenever people learn that I invigilate GCSE/A Level exams at a local secondary school, they always respond with: 'Oh, exams were muc...

Spring is in the air and it is time to hit the park. Not that Little G and I haven't been there before - it is our default location ...

Victorian slum Stopped in my tracks the other day by a clip on the radio about a phenomenon in London called ''beds in sheds...