It would be so easy to drift through life half-asleep – or spend most of my days staring at a beeping, purring, flashing rectangle (otherwise known as ‘The iPhone’) – but, I suppose if there’s one thing that my writing is really about it’s this: my attempt and desire to pay attention. To look closely at the 'ordinary’. To notice life as I’m living it.

Mary Oliver’s poem ‘The Summer Day’ ends with the question: ‘Tell me, what is it you plan to do/with your one wild and precious life?’ Oh, there are many things, but I want to live with eyes wide open…