Like a new pet or a small child, you know that when I'm quiet I'm 'up to something'. Fear not! I haven't been chewin...

I don't know what you call them, but we call them 'blurbs'. You know - those little quotes on the back (or inside) cover of you...

Do you get 'cold calls'? People trying to save you energy, sign you up or sell you something? I give them short shrift, ask them to ...

I don't rant a lot - which is a shame because I actually enjoy it - but I'm going to rant now. I was at an event this week organised...

I was going to apologise for being completely distracted by my recent injury and spare you further pictures. But... ...then I got to think...

Firstly I must tell you - something weird happened tonight with me and Darth Vader . Bear with me. There's this guy (or gal) calling the...

Something I learned when I worked in Public Relations (and which is also a matter of common sense) is often ignored or forgotten by graphic ...

I showed you some of the publicity pics for previous Wirral Bookfest in this post  but I have since got my mitts on 'the one that got a...

Have a look at this picture: a romantic scene of young(ish) love?  It's in the local tourism brochure - but who are the people pictured?...

Ah to be in PR again, now that the election season's here! PR spindoctors may look down on poets as nerdy word-smiths, and poets may bel...

My good chum Moptop has been waxing lyrical on the subject of Telling Stories (or porkies as they call them where I come from), and how sto...