Monthly Archives: July 2020

You’ll both recall that the UK and Commonwealth rights to my ongoing tome A (Very) Short History of Life on Earth were acquired by Picador, notwithstanding inasmuch as which rights to translations into six different foreign languages have also been … Continue reading →

We are shielding, chez Gee, as one of us has pre-existing health complaints, and another is about to have a surgical procedure. The only person who leaves the house is me, and only to walk the dogs, which I do … Continue reading →

People often talk about starting books. People often talk about keeping up the momentum, once one have started. What people talk less about is how to finish a book. I have written 11 of the 12 chapters of Sex and … Continue reading →

I’ve been posting my Golden Retriever pup’s diary on Facebook for a while. As a result I have been have been deluged with requests for a book version, from, oh, I don’t know, maybe two people. Well, here it is. … Continue reading →

Dick Jefferies, and friend Sad to say I have reached an age where my old friends, colleagues and mentors seem to be passing on. I had hardly come to terms with the loss of Jenny Clack — if I ever … Continue reading →

I have rather enjoyed the lockdown. I am fortunate in that my job for the Submerged Log Company allows me to work completely from home. As I was working almost completely from home anyway, the only difference, initially, was the … Continue reading →