So, bewilderingly, it’s almost Midsummer. I don’t know where the time goes, and as I get older, it seems to go faster and faster. But anyway...

Don’t you just love islands. The way it’s really easy to trap people there, out of sight, out of earshot, out of reach. The way it’s really ...

You’ve had a rough time of it. You need a break. Then you secure the holiday of a lifetime. But when you get there, where is everyone else? ...