How life turns! One minute you’re up in the gods at the opera or schmoozing with Monty Don (to be fair, so were hordes of other people so I doubt that he noticed), and the next… Well, Tom’s lost a stone since last week, thanks to norovirus (really, really horrid – stay away from it, folks), and the bug in my sinuses has made a last-ditch attempt to resist eviction. And just to give me something to do, my edits came in so I’m busy this week with them. Back soon! Painting is Royal Festival Hall, by Tom Tomos
Christine Stovell, author and freelance writer, on living and writing in West Wales