Seasons Greetings
So, I’m sitting here in the loft, scheming new ideas and plot lines for this next novel of mine, The Rose Guardian. Christmas music is playing on iTunes. Over my head the roofers are thumping and bashing and doing a Morris dance, installing a new steel roof on this grand old stone house. On the floor below Izzy, my adopted budgie, squawks and trills, happy he’s been given a new stalk of millet. Doesn’t take…