Clare Flynn’s Blog
My visit to Colour Revolution at the Ashmolean, Oxford
When I think of the Victorians I get visions of Dickensian smoke-clogged cities, widows’ weeds, funeral coaches with black-plumed horses, lots of gloomy tartan and blackened grates. The fabulous Colour Revolution exhibition aims to explode through all that with a...
A Day out in Ditchling
I can’t believe I’ve never been to Ditchling before. Less than twenty miles from me, it used to be home to artist Frank Brangwyn, and notorious sculptor Eric Gill, as well as several brilliant weavers.The pretty Downland village hosts the Museum of Art & Craft –...
Penang – How a Location Spoke to me
I’d had a writing drought for three months. Not what I’d expected when I set off to sail around the world in one hundred and thirty days. With all that time and having finished my previous book I was certain I would have the next one finished by the time I landed back...
“My” Chateau in France
Next March I will be heading to France to the Loire Valley with several of my writing friends for a week-long writers’ retreat. We’re looking forward to many writerly chats, boosting our word counts and getting in a bit of sight-seeing too. One of my fellow writers...
Visiting Gallipoli
I’ve visited Istanbul several times - once in the mid 90s on holiday and several times on business with the odd weekend tagged on. I even began writing a thriller set there (sadly uncompleted). But I’d never approached Istanbul by sea from the Dardanelles. When I was...
It’s not all about the word count: inside a writing retreat
Photo by Jean GillI’ve been doing writing retreats for ten years. Not the sort with tutors but ones where you can hunker down and do some serious writing away from the distractions and interruptions of home. My first ever retreat was in Devon, to a place I returned...
Another story about stained glass
Final edits are completed on my latest book - number 15 is set for publication this June! I need to stop beating about the bush and tell you what it’s called! You may remember it had a working title The Glass Painter – but I’ve got a better one, thanks to some...
A Visit to Carisbrooke Castle, Isle of Wight
Here’s the second part on my recent visit to the Isle of Wight. Although we were staying on the Osborne estate we had time to explore other parts of the island, including Carisbrooke Castle, where Charles I was held captive – in relative comfort – for fourteen months...
A trip to Osborne House, Isle of Wight
Although I’m planning an extended trip abroad in April-May 2023, since Covid I’ve tended to go for frequent short breaks here in the UK. My latest one was a few days staying within the confines of the Osborne estate on the Isle of Wight. The weather wasn’t great, but...
A Visit to Lamb House in Rye – former home of Henry James
I’ve just spent a delightful three days staying in Rye. I rented a house at the top of Mermaid Street in the heart of the old town with three of my friends – just a few steps away from Lamb House, the former home of Henry James, now a National Trust property. Outside...
The painting that is my oldest memory
My earliest childhood memory is from when I was a baby. Apparently, I cried all the time – probably because of the rude arrival of my brother when I was fourteen months old! My dad would be deputed to try to get me to shut up when I woke bawling my head off in the...
The Cromwellian Church, Berwick-upon-Tweed
One of the interesting highlights of my recent trip to Berwick-upon-Tweed was a look at one of the few churches in England built under the jurisdiction of Oliver Cromwell during the Commonwealth era (1649-1660). The church and the charming, wooded graveyard that...