In an old house in Cambridge, an ancient city in the east of England. Cambridge is in the Fens – a flat, wet area over-run with eels and cabbages and not much else.
   
Upstairs, downstairs and in cafes! I have a downstairs desk and library, an upstairs office and I work in libraries in Cambridge, London and Venice or in cafes. I used to work a lot in Starbucks in Borders, where I could get books, wifi and coffee at the same time. But now Borders has closed and Starbuck is on my boycott list for not paying tax properly, so my next favourite cafe is in the Union Society building in Cambridge.
   
...are people who turn into wolves at the full moon – or wolves who turn into people when it isn’t a full moon. Other cultures have stories about were-jaguars, were-crocodiles and lots of were-other-things.

follow the lynx...
follow the lynx...