G.J.Moray

I’m dipping my toe in the wider online community and the water feels cold and unfamiliar. I know it will be alright once I’m in and...

Every now and again, when I’m trawling through some dusty bookshop shelves, I'm drawn to a volume, not because the content is uplifting,...

In a dusty village in Northern India, I ran into a man with a secret weapon. He came from somewhere in the south of England and hinted...