Space is great. Personal space, green space, Space Invaders: all great guys. And all perfectly conquerable, given the right time and energy: politely ask that portly chap on the bus to move to one of the other hundred empty seats, plan a guerrilla gardening spree, go back to the Eighties and work on those Atari skills. Easy. But Space, Space … Read More
Once upon a time
Time, Mr. Jagger, is not always on my side. She is, in fact, a fickle friend who, like rainfall or banking institutions, gives when you don’t need and takes back when you don’t have. She reaches out to you during those long, glorious days of childhood, when the chasm between now and whenever is measureable only in sleeps, cursing your … Read More
What Paula did next
The motivation When I was little, I wanted to be a writer. Not a train driver, not a ballerina, but a writer. From that very first time I wrapped myself in the safari jacket of those adventure-filled pages, there was nothing I wanted more than to share the joy of words with others the way Roald Dahl and C.S. Lewis … Read More