by Liz Jones
I had to catch that train. It would be two hours until the next one; two hours in which I could lose my nerve and change my mind. It was 1975 and I was running away from my boyfriend, no, not my boyfriend – my fiancé; and not running away exactly. It was just that there was something in Cardiff I needed to do. And when I had done it, I felt, illogically, I would be free.Sign in to read more
Liz Jones is a writer of journalism and creative non-fiction who is drawn to tales of the overlooked and forgotten. Her biography of the incredible (but forgotten) bestselling novelist, scriptwriter, actor and theatre impresario Marguerite Jervis will be published by Honno in March 2020.