MY LITTLE TOUR DIARY. Day Fier - Bremen
I don’t know if any of you were up late enough to catch my spoken word moment on Janice Long’s Radio 2 show a few weeks ago, but if you did, you will remember that I chose to read from a collection of Raymond Carver writings that are very dear to my heart. Raymond Carver is very dear to my heart in general, and I first met him (sadly long after he had shuffled off this mortal coil) during my S...
MY LITTLE TOUR DIARY. Day Drei - Hamburg
I’ve been in Hamburg since Tuesday, but since tonight’s the actual gig in Hamburg I’m going to call this the Hamburg blog. I’m not actually going to say very much about Hamburg in this one, because it’s chilly and grey and I haven’t been inclined to go out and explore much apart from a brief trip to my favourite German chain restaurant, Block House. Some of you...
MY LITTLE TOUR DIARY. Day Eins - Flensburg
It’s been quite some time since I put pen to paper, fingers to keyboard, brain in gear bla-di-bla-di-bla and wrote you a blog. Almost a year, in fact. The last time I wrote to you I was trotting out some well-worn metaphor involving cars and careers and offending Rover Maestro drivers at the same time. I’m not going to talk about cars today. This is because I am writing to you while sitting on a...
No, I'm Not Canadian
If this is your first time reading a Nerina blog, can I suggest you put the kettle on and make yourself a cup of tea. If this is not your first time, you probably already have your beverage and biscuits at the ready. This is gonna be a long one. It feels a bit like the old days. 3 AM and I am plugged in, scribbling away while all is quiet and sleepy around me. Except that I will not be breaking...