Summer Book Group Reads, Part 2:’The Words in My Hand’ by Guinevere Glasfurd

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I hadn’t come across Guinevere Glasfurd’s The Words in My Hand before it got plucked out of the hat as one of my book group’s Summer read choices. I love that book groups introduce… Continue reading

New term, new job, new books.

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I officially left my old job on Friday, which involved a cake, a surprise party, a basket of gifts and £250 whip round! It was also the first time in my life I… Continue reading

Summer Book Group Reads, Part 1: ‘Station Eleven’ by Emily St. John Mandel

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My new book group has not had the smoothest of starts. It would be easier to get a dozen cats into baskets and en route to the vet’s than it’s been persuading a… Continue reading

Boats and Beasts.

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We’ve had such a resplendent summer, it felt like it would go on and on. However, the holidays are over, the schools are back and the weather has started to show a distinctly… Continue reading

Into the Trees by Robert Williams

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This is a one of the library lottery books I got out a few weeks ago. I barely look at library books, in supermarket trolley-dash style I grab anything that has a nice… Continue reading

Messing about on the river

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We’re off on a family barge holiday next week. Keen to leave the tussling for the captaincy of the vessel to my husband, son and daughter, I’m more concerned about what books to… Continue reading

Hermione’s Successful Scarf and Lucy’s Failed Top

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Knitting update! Here is the Fairisle top that featured in the last post – I had finished it, bar the ribbing around the neck. I looked at it. I thought, meh, I’m not sure… Continue reading

Crime and Pentominoes

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By some strange synchronicity, Lucy (my partner in crime here at Hard Book Habit) and I, have both ended up working night shifts for the council (albeit in different corners of the UK).… Continue reading

A Masterclass in Dealing with Noisy Neighbours by Marcel Proust

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I was given this slim volume of Marcel Proust’s Letters to the Lady Upstairs for Christmas, and have been keeping it for a rainy day. With the heatwave we’ve been experiencing I can hardly… Continue reading

Agatha Christie, a duck, and nightshift knitting

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I’m still working so much I’m not sure of my own age (I told someone I was 43, when I’m 42) and with all the heat simmering my brain until soft(er), I actually… Continue reading