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Three years ago, I wrote about the suicide of my much-loved nephew Barney.
They say nothing comes of nothing; but sometimes something can.
Meanwhile the sad, chaotic anniversary which forms the climax of my current novel approaches fast .
The novel is a story of fate, war, destiny, love, loss and the triumph of hope.
A story of a young century with old grievances and young men and women with plans and hopes.
It is a journey through music heard as colour, and, perhaps inevitably, about doubt and love and loss. Specifically war on a single day: the middle day of the year in the middle year of the Great War.
The photographs are of ordinary men, increasingly in uniform, and the rivers the lead characters are associated with..
Written by Ivor Novello and published in 1914 the song became one of the most well known songs of the war.
I am prouder of Richard than I can ever describe; and doubly proud to accompany him to his TEDx Exeter talk on 24 April in the Exeter Northcott Theatre.
Tickets for this event sold out within two hours, but Twitter and livestreaming are, of course, availble, and I can't urge enough Welcome.
I'm currently working on my next novel which has taken off in a direction quite unexpected by me – a common experience to authors but the first time it's happened to me to quite this extent.
This is a novel about bicycles and coffin-making, the heyday of the great London department stores, and a hospital run entirely by women.
It explores French river navigation, church organs, pigeons, international politics and early film, and finds philandering, friendship, deception, duty, and the terrifyingly random operation of fate.
My people were always church.’ Realizing he was sounding like an idiot, Benedict ran on: ‘I get seasick, I’m a rotten shot, and, anyway, I need spectacles to see into the distance.’ ‘I don’t think not seeing into the distance is very crucial,’ Theo said.