Catherine Eisner

                           D are I confess the truth; I’d rather die                And end the desolations of my heart        ...

I found my old diary the other day from the time I was living with my Aunt Lilian at Jay Mews SW7 behind the  Royal College of Art and  atte...

I’m ashamed to admit I’ve taken agin a number of writers simply because, unknown to me, like Amundsen at the South Pole, they’ve trumped me ...