plymouth and icebergs and writing again

Last Sunday I wandered around downtown Plymouth, visiting shops filled with sparkly things, retro sunglasses, antique dresses and cameo rings. In a tea & curiosity shop I spoke to a local film-maker about the movie he was shooting (I find writers/creators wherever I go, it seems). Sadly I am not much of an actress and had to decline the role he offered.

A note in history: the Titanic sank in the early hours of April 15, 1912, after having been hit by an iceberg before midnight of the 14th. So ...