Category Archive: Reading Rhubarb

Christmas presents…for me!

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So, my mum rings me up – Mum: I ordered you this thing online, it looked ceramic but now it’s here it seems powdery and cheap. Do you still want it? Me: Err,… Continue reading

What to do when Blogging Burn-out Strikes? Running, Knitting and Pobol Y Cwm

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I’m fatigued. Blogger burn-out has set in and to be honest, it’s a miracle I’m writing this post at all. I enjoy my job in a homeless hostel, but working night shifts does… Continue reading

Book haul and exciting news

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Indeed, I am blessed, truly grateful, I’d like to thank everyone who knows me, yada yada – I HAVE A LAMINATOR! There have been many special days in my life — becoming a mother,… Continue reading

The Reckoning – Part One

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This book is too full of information— not to mention exciting— for just one review, and I keep learning things I want to tell people, and most (all) people in my real life… 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

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

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

We’re going to need a bigger handbag…

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My brain is currently the consistency of a lukewarm bowl of Angel Delight (and not even butterscotch, the only good flavour, but some putrid crap like strawberry). As I’m currently doing the zero… Continue reading