Author: Adele Archer

Author of contemporary women's fiction for smart, witty women who like to read about smart, witty women. And men. And children. And cats. Sometimes mistakenly classed as chick-lit, but the paperback versions are certainly good for propping open heavy doors.

You Don’t Know You’re Born!

~ Adele Archer ~ 4 Comments

I was having a conversation with somebody the other day - I don't remember who - about growing up in the 70s. I was born in 1971. And it’s only when you really think back, or your ailing memory is jogged by something, that you start to realise how much times have changed since you … Continue reading You Don’t Know You’re Born!

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#mygrownupchristmaslist

~ Adele Archer ~ 13 Comments

Ask me what I want for Christmas. Go on, ask. Well, the answer is – I don’t know. Beyond some bed socks and a new pair of pyjamas (t-shirty top, flannel bottoms, please), my wants are simple and few. It’s probably the same for most people my age. If you have a job, and you … Continue reading #mygrownupchristmaslist

5 things I’m truly terrible at and it’s probably too late to start practising

~ Adele Archer ~ 10 Comments

Is it just me, or was I badly brought up? Either way, I think it's best to know your limitations; it’s easier on one’s fragile ego to just accept there are things you are painfully deficient at or in (whether it's your own fault or your faulty upbringing). Of course, you should pat yourself on … Continue reading 5 things I’m truly terrible at and it’s probably too late to start practising