A Boat For My Potplants

My nautical project took me to glorious places, metaphorically speaking. There were parties on board. There was The World's Smallest Pirate Radio Station. Of course there were plants. And one day even a gorilla.
The boat also became my 'Writer's Retreat'. I decided to become an author, writing my debut novel aboard the boat. The book, called MUDDY WATER, was naturally set in Wivenhoe. Amazingly, several local people paid good money to have their names appearing in the book, and a lot of cash was raised for worthy charities - the RNLI, MIND, The Samaritans, and The Royal British Legion.
Now, my next multi-singular selling novel, FLORIDA KEY, is in 'production', due for publication in October 2017.
I'm sure to be visiting writers' block along the way, as well as euphoria, self-doubt and inspiration.
See how my book goes through all the stages - from initial concept to final print. I'll take you with me on my personal journey as I work on the words, on the cover, on the marketing, and on the publishing.
Maybe it will inspire you too to have a go at bringing out THE BOOK IN YOU. Everyone has a story in them, just waiting to be told, and after all, if I can do it, anyone can.
(Click on the tabs below to see more about the Writer's Retreat In France, the old Boat For My Potplants, Tallulah the Motorhome, Alfonso the Car, and Jane the Woman. And to find out more about MUDDY WATER the novel, click the cover to be transported to its Facebook page)

Friday, 2 May 2014


I'd have to kill you if I told you of the secret location that I went to this morning in order to clean up the canopy for the Boat For My Potplants. What a brilliant set up. Plenty of indoor space, a warm water pressure washer, drying line, and a nice bloke to show me how it all works. Special thanks to Oliver and Sarah from Sail And Cover at Woolverstone Marina near Ipswich for their help. What jolly fine folks they are.

On return to Wivenhoe I managed to replace the canopy all on my own, and mighty fine it looks too.

I was so in the mood to continue cleaning that I thought I must take advantage of an unusual opportunity. My nautical neighbour John had taken his boat out, meaning that I had unprecedented port and starboard (ooh, er, missus, listen to me talking the lingo), access to my boat's sides.

So I baled out my little tender and paddled along with sponge in hand. The boat's looking a million rupees now, all spic and span ready to receive the gorilla on board for the Wivenhoe Open Gardens.

'GORILLA?!?', I hear you cry.

To be continued.

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