Getting away to the writing retreat is an invaluable aid to my concentration. No shopping, no cooking, no telephone. Even my Kindle is lying on the bedside table untouched. When not writing, there's always great conversation with very interesting people over plentiful quantities of wine - and a pub right opposite to repair to for those who fancy a pint of Guinness!
As part of my research into the period I'm writing about, I've been finding out more about wartime India and Chandra Bose and the Indian independence movement. I came upon some hideous stuff about some poor Indians from the British Indian army blindfolded and used for gun target parctice when captured by the Japanese, who finished off any survivors with bayonets. Grim. This won't be featuring in the book I hasten to add!