CLARE FLYNN

Sadly, I never met either of my grandfathers – they both died in the 1930s when my parents were still children. My paternal grandfather,...

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....

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...

At the time we were living in the middle of nowhere in Yorkshire and it was a very lonely time for me and a period when I was bullied...

Continuing my new blog series, featuring important items from my life. In the second of the series, I invite you to meet "The Lady at the Fountain", who has sat on my mantelpiece for many years and has a special place in my childhood memories...