Simon Bolivar

Writing, editing, worrying, dreaming… done?

Let me tell you a secret. I, Victoria Unpronounceable (that’s a nudge for the Colombians, by the way, because they make such a mess of saying my surname. In fact, I am now registered with several Bogotá taxi firms and pizza deliveries as Victoria Sanchez and will be until I actually date someone with the […]


Ending up in hospital…

I have discovered there is something annoying about writing a blog. Unfortunately, if you write a blog, you have to make a vague stab at being truthful even when you’ve plumbed previously inconceivable depths of idiocy. This blog should be about the Saturday I spent snorkelling with baby sealions and ploughing through dark and choppy […]