Adventures in the Czech Republic

Next to the front door at Hannah's lake cottage was a spectacular peony. After she died and before the cottage was sold, I dug up part o...

As you will know from previous posts the Czech Republic has always been inspirational in my writing. My latest project (although it is a pro...

I am in a strange state of mind. I have returned to finalize the house sale. Unless things get delayed, which they might, this is my l...

  This is one episode in a children's television series shown on British television in the mid 1980s. It uses that traditional Czec...

It is almost two years now since the death of my friend, Hannah Kodicek. As regular readers of this blog will know Hannah was the reason I f...

I had two reasons when I bought my lovely derelict Czech farmhouse. The first as I said in my post of the 9th March was my friend Hannah ...

"Why am I here?" I don't mean in the philosophical sense, but why here in a half-restored old farmhouse on the edge of a s...

Today saw the funeral in Prague of my friend Hannah. I didn't go, I daren't - I drove for nine hours yesterday and a similar time t...