The Marlows and the Forgotten Series

On the bus home, the bright red emergency lever at the top of the back door stands out: FOR EMERGENCIES ONLY. And there she is, eleven-year-old Nicola Marlow in Autumn Term, on the train for the first time to attend Kingscote School, pulling that same emergency lever simply because she lost her swiss-army knife out… Continue reading The Marlows and the Forgotten Series

Land of the Pink and White Terraces

We are driven down the winding Waimangu Volcanic Valley in a rickety bus. The heavy rainfall from last weekend has flooded out half the walking track to the lake, so temporary transport is required to ferry the tourists through 'stage two' of the valley. A spitting geyser erupts to the left; on the right, boiling… Continue reading Land of the Pink and White Terraces

Rediscovering Reading

In 1911, Katherine Mansfield was 23 years old. I have loved her writing ever since I first studied her short stories at the precarious age of seventeen. My English teacher offered us a bite-sized selection to read – Her First Ball, Miss Brill and The Woman at the Store – and enquired afterwards, ‘what do the stories make you feel?’.