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November 4th, 2011

Exciting times

Maybe that’s what I should call the new link to my polo players on my web site when it’s ready to be uploaded: The Exciting Times ;-)

Working on pages right now with an old friend of mine, who has designed some fabulous images for me in the past.

I hope to launch this feature in the New Year, by which time there will be 5 delicious heroes to introduce, along with a clutch (still thinking up more collective nouns!) of spirited heroines.

I hope this feature goes some way to add to the pleasure of those wonderful readers who have taken the trouble to mail and say how much they enjoy my descriptions of places and people. This is for you – the characters you love, and the fabulous locations where their love stories play out.

Maybe I’ll do something for my sheikhs retrospectively. I’d rather like to see them again…

And I will certainly be doing something for my new ‘wine’ family.

And now it’s back to a polo player – hunky, chunky, and lots of fun.
I love a man with a sense of humour -don’t you?
My current polo player is called Luke Forster. He’s an American, known as ‘The Enforcer’ and plays for the deadly Nero Caracas’s Assassins team.

Yes, I love a sense of humour, but I like a bit of danger too!

I think I’m in love all over again…

Sxx


November 2nd, 2011

Nice, no?

Such a great time in London – And yes, I chickened out, and instead of the silver hot pants, spiked dog-collar and thigh high patent boots I was a spooky Halloween vision in black. I even managed a few witchy cackles. I just feel safe in black. Boring, aren’t I? Told you so. Susan Stephens is much more daring ;-)

Here I am with my fabulous partner in crime aka my editor.

Carly looks lovely – not sure about the crazed lady with her…

Sxx


October 31st, 2011

Stunning sunsets at sea

I wanted to share these shots from our friends on board Welcome to Yorkshire as they approach Geraldton in Western Australia. Aren’t they incredible?

Wishing you a spectacular Monday and a fabulous week

Sxx


October 29th, 2011

Happy Friday!

Everyone was smiling yesterday – but I didn’t have long enough in London.

Such people-watching to enjoy – Such fun to be had – and no time to have it.
Anyway, came home with good ideas and have been working full tilt ever since.

But you know what they say – East, west…

The poems I read on the train home really moved me. Here’s just one of them, by James Jeffrey.

Coward.

I move among the people eyes down
Carrying no visible scars for proof
Merely returned, blending into mediocrity.
I know that I remained secure
Sealed within the operations room
Calling to those playing Russian Roulette
On horrid, unforgiving Afghan ground.
I heard their destruction
Radios blaring anguished news,
Soldiers shouting, calling for back-up.
I imagined their terror then,
Now see their scars in altered bodies
The raw, crumpled,
Freakish folds of repaired skin.
I see the surgeon’s work
The politician’s choice
The people’s lot.
I stand in the shower physically whole
Touching what they have lost
Yet cannot touch what I have lost
Not knowing exactly what it is or where it was.
I move among the people eyes down.

From a collection of Modern war poets published by Ebury in November

Humbling.

Sxx


October 27th, 2011

Rammalammadingdong!!!

What a thrill to wake up and find my lovely Maharaja at 1# on Amazon.com. Sexy Ram was a June book, which just goes to show that sometimes books can be slow burners, and at other times, it just takes a renewed interest to shoot them to the top all over again. Whatever, I’m grateful, so big hugs and smiles to everyone who made this possible. You are the best :-)

Sxx


October 26th, 2011

Ho Ho Ho! A man’s approach to Christmas

Father Christmas – Stephens-Towers style.

Believe it or not, this e-mail was actually circulated to the male members of our family – by another male, who shall remain nameless.
Perhaps this is a template we should all adopt?
it would certainly take the stress out of last minute, Argh!!! Whaddo I buy?!?

As usual I am restricting my Christmas spend to a max of £50 a head.

So your choice is either a Charles Tyrwhitt shirt or a Charles Tyrwhitt shirt. The only flexibility you have revolves around the following:-

Collar size

Sleeve length

Pocket

Please look at their web site and let me have your first and second choices, I intend to place orders this weekend, so no reply means no present.

Happy Christmas!

At least we all know where we stand in this no-nonsense family!
And don’t worry, ladies – the male in question knows better than to send me a mail like that ;-)

Have a good one, with lots of prezzies – even if you have to buy them yourself!
Sxx


October 25th, 2011

What to wear?

Ah, yes, the eternal conundrum when facing a room full of women.
(Annual Association of Mills and Boon authors luncheon coming up fast)

Do I:
1) Dress to impress (Impress who? Me?)
2) Dress to shock (I fancy silver hot pants and a spangly top with one of those spiked dog collars, together with thigh-length black patent boots – so perhaps not)
3) Dress my age (Do me a favour! Shroud, anyone?)
4) Dress low-key so I can’t be accused of showing off? (again, a no-no – I used to be a theatrical, you know – And now I have no excuse ;-)
5) Dress in a business suit – I don’t have one
6) Try to look like a romance author – Answers on a postcard, please. Though I am wearing a pink jumper as I write this. What more do you want?

You know what? I don’t think it matters. I’m going for a natter with good friends and a day out in London. Who the hell cares what I wear? I certainly don’t :)

Have a stress-free day ladies – And remember – there’s more to life than worrying about what other people think.
Sxx


October 24th, 2011

Bulb alert

Never let it be said I am shy of clicking my mouse when it comes to Internet shopping – When this is applied to spring bulbs the result can be interesting, to say the least.

What’s this? I exclaim as the first huge box arrives.
Oh, bulbs…
Okay, then – so not a gift from Net-a-porter for being such a loyal and devoted fan.

And this?
More bulbs? O-:===

When the third half hundredweight arrived I started hiding them in the garage, then the shed, and finally, under the stairs. I loaded my daughters down with bulbs and gave them away to neighbours –

But look at it this way, I told my long-suffering dh – We can open the garden to the public in Spring…

Yes, dear, he said, rather concerningly studying an article on the benefits of city centre living.

Are you still following the exploits of Welcome to Yorkshire in the Southern ocean? Having been concerned for their safety as they dodged icebergs in the South Atlantic, I am now happy and relieved to report that they are lying fourth and rapidly closing down the leaders as they head for the warmer climes of Australia and Geraldton.

Go Yorkshire!!!

And congratulations and humunguous hugs to Leonie, who starts work at her dream law firm today :-)

Wishing you a day full of good things too

Sxx


October 15th, 2011

Doesn’t she clean up well :)

We were absolutely thrilled yesterday to welcome Abigail Batchelor, the regional organiser for The Teenage Cancer Trust, to the factory where Leonie gave a film presentation and talk to staff who had supported her throughout her double crossing of the Atlantic.

Abigail presented Leonie with a beautiful brooch for her magnificent fund-raising effort of over £10,000, while Leonie pledged her continued support – even if that was only shaking a bucket, as she put it.

No more of this?

Not this year, anyway ;-)

What a wonderful day :)

Wishing you a wonderful weekend
Sxx


October 14th, 2011

Return of the sailor

Hello everybody!

Well, I’m home! I made it! As I understand it my mother has been keeping all of you updated with my two journeys across the Atlantic Ocean. Firstly, I apologise for any ‘toilet humour’ that may have crept in, but it wasn’t the easiest thing to deal with. However, thanks to my wonderful fellow crew member, ‘Farmer’James, also known to all as ‘Daddy’ for his genuine and consistently good-humoured care of eveyone, we had a new toilet for the port side fitted in Rio, which made things a lot easier!

Secondly, I want to thank you all hugely for your incredible generosity. It was completely unexpected by me. As you may or may not know, I initially set out to raise in the region of £2,000 for the Teenage Cancer Trust. Through your big-hearted donations you have helped raise £10,610.46 including Gift Aid. You can imagine my facial expression mid-Atlantic when I received an email from my father telling me the running total. I still can’t believe it. Thank you so much!

The experience that I have had on the boat is unparalleled – if you do find anything that may compare, then let me know….just don’t tell my father! Three years ago I never would have imagined that I have done what I have done today. Living on a 68 foot yacht with 17 strangers was nerve wracking to say the least, but we quickly became a micro community and had behaviours akin to a family.

What was great on the boat, when the weather was particularly challenging, you never heard ‘I can’t do this’ from anyone, not one person gave in. The race tests you mentally and physically. Mentally speaking, it sounds odd, but the most testing times are those when the wind drops completely and not even the very light weight Windseeker sail can do anything to help. The Ocean turns into a mirror, you can quite literally see your reflection. During times like this, the biggest test of all arises, keeping frustration at bay and continuously trying to make the boat go faster. Another great mental challenge was that at the beginning of leg two, from Rio to Cape Town. This race we missed the start by 15 minutes due to Keith Pickering, one of WTY’s crew members, having a suspected hernia. So we had to drop our sails and motor back into the Marina do Gloria and sadly have Keith taken from the boat. Following this drop off, we motored back out to the start line and bearing in mind that we were still 15 minutes behind the other boats, we trimmed those sails like mad and sailed right to the front of the fleet, overtaking every single boat in the race. This is team work. This was ocean racing.

The physical challenge is obvious. Bringing the sails up from below deck, raising the sails, dropping the sails, packing the sails, trimming the sails and so on. The constant movement of the boat does however provide for a great toning exercise and can be highly recommended! My ultimate favourite part of sailing has to be the extreme weather, it makes you feel alive. The waves come crashing over the boat and there is nothing you can do to stop them giving you a royal soaking. Fantastic! The difficult times on the boat were generally brought about through heat exhaustion, sea sickness and sleep deprivation. All of the crew suffered from at least one of these at some point during the race. But like I said, every single crew member had the ‘get up and go’ that is demanded by the race and not once was anyone held back.

The best moments include being on the helm in bad weather, with the boat rising over the mountainous waves and crashing down into what looks like a big black hole. The wildlife too – especially seeing the dolphins swim alongside the boat at night time, playing in the phosphorescent surf, not forgetting the day time when you see the dolphins race towards you from what seems like hundreds of metres away. Other special moments include whales swimming alongside us, turtles, sea lions and the day before our arrival in Cape Town we even saw a shark, so you can imagine how careful every crew member was at that point to not fall overboard!Another poignant moment was after around 1,500 nautical miles of racing across the ocean, on leg two, our boat crossed paths with the boat sponsored by Singapore. You can’t believe your eyes when this happens. Thousands of miles of ocean around you and you come within metres of each other, we could almost see the colour of their eyes! It was very funny though as both of our boats upon spotting each other had the binoculars up on deck, spying to see what sail plan we had.

Leaving the family that WTY has become was emotional to say the least. Having sailed with a set of fantastic sailors who are indeed from all walks of life, the journey that I have been on has gone all too quickly, but I know that it has affected me for the better. Working in a team that lives together within 68 feet of each other was perhaps the biggest test of all, but has taught me to be more tolerant, more determined and ever more competitive. Now to apply these newly developed attributes to my everyday life.

Once again, I thank you all for your generosity and thank you for following me during my adventure across the Northern and Southern Atlantic.

Leonie.