Judging my book by its cover
I Googled myself last night. It had been a while since I’d heard from my publishers, and my English diffidence […]
Tag: George Orwell
Crazy old Bagan
The worst part of visiting the temples of Bagan in Burma was that time it looked like my girlfriend and […]
Return to Wigan Pier
I was in Wigan the other day – a flying visit, really – for a weekend of events to celebrate […]
Indiana Jones, Winston Smith and the Black Orchid
It’s nine months since I visited prop-makers Keir and Louise Lusby, and in all that time I’ve been sitting on […]
When Orwell met Moriarty
I was reading a graphic novel the other day – a library book that had caught my eye, about the […]
Orwellians on Jura
I joined the Orwell Society about a year-and-a-half ago, partly because of a book I’m writing. I won’t say too […]
It was a bright cold day in April
A little over a week ago, I read something thrilling on the Orwell Society‘s Facebook page. A group called the […]