In the Steps of The Miniaturist

In the Steps of The Miniaturist

I’ve just spent a couple of days in Amsterdam. It was an unplanned, last minute, impromptu reaction to reading The Miniaturist by Jessie Burton – my book club’s choice for this month. You can read my Goodreads review here. I’ve visited Amsterdam loads of...
Pulling Teeth

Pulling Teeth

Sorry about the rather gruesome looking set of choppers, but I visited the British Dental Museum the other day. I’d been really looking forward to it – I needed to get a feel for what having false teeth would have been like in the late nineteenth century....
The Perez Simon Collection at Leighton House

The Perez Simon Collection at Leighton House

I was lucky enough to receive an impromptu invitation to a private view of the Pérez Símon exhibition, ‘A Victorian Obsession’,  at Leighton House in Kensington this week. I’d been planning to go to the exhibition anyway (and will probably go again)...

Survivors’ Sacrifices Must be Remembered Too

My first job after university was in the civil service, where I managed the financial affairs of mental patients under the Court of Protection. As a newbie, my caseload was entirely made up of war pensioners – most of them survivors of World War 1. These were...

Infiltrating The High Range Club

I need to say upfront that the photo on the left of the famous (men only) bar of the High Range Club in Munnar was not taken by me but plucked from the interweb. Read on to find out why. I’ve been dying to visit this famous bastion of tea planters as a lot of...

A Sleepless Night with a Firefly, and Farewell to Savanaram

Last night was like trying to sleep on a bed of nails – strange as I went straight off the night before. My only diversion during the small hours was a super bright firefly that had followed me into the room and stood guard by the bedpost twinkling at me all...