I suffer from depression. I have for a while, and I'm tempted to say 'on and off'; but I think it's always sort of there, waiting for a moment to rear its head. Some days it's an effort to leave the house; some days I want to run out the...

Recently I was lucky enough to see an early screening of The Hobbit. I'd really enjoyed the Lord of the Rings trilogy (but not to a fanatical degree) so the prequel caught my interest.

One of the major things that intrigued me about The Hobbit was Peter...

Hello loyal reader(s), or Mum as I like to call you, I'm back after a long absence. I'd love to claim it was due to my beavering away on writing projects but I've mainly just been teaching my son to roar like a Zombie. What's dragged me back to the...

It's been twenty five years since Andy Warhol died from complications following gallbladder surgery, and he's arguably more popular today than ever before. He's the world's third highest art auction earner (above even Pablo Picasso) and his painting '8 Elvises' is one of the world's most...

I'd like to think of myself as a veracious reader. The reason I'm slightly non-committal to that statement is when I say it to people I worry it conjures up me pouring over Yeats and Hemingway; when in reality I just finished a young reader's novel that Charlie...

I don't mean to brag, but I watch a lot of Cbeebies

Before you have children your views on what's appropriate for them in many instances is wildly different from the reality of when they're there. I'm not talking about violence or content, though I'm sure when my kid is...