Category Archive: Reading Rhubarb

If I could turn back time, or… Why I wish I could go back to Leigh Delamere Motorway Services and introduce Sue Perkins to Virginia Woolf.

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On Saturday, I travelled back to Wales with my family after a week’s worth of fun and sunshine in Cyprus. After landing in Stansted, the silent one did the first driving stint, and… Continue reading

I don’t want to know.

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There are some things we have to know, like about hundreds of girls being kidnapped, the damage the production of palm oil causes, and of course, climate change. But there are a whole… Continue reading

Yes, of course my Dickens challenge requires accessories!

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Since I decided to follow Lucy’s lead and do the Dickens challenge, I wondered if I could mark it in some special way. I’m a bit of a sucker for accessories and accoutrements.… Continue reading

I’ve Started So I’ll Finish, Dammit.

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I always finish books. It’s a rule. Even if I hate it, and have to read just a page or two a day whilst starting more books on the side, I will get… Continue reading

‘You’re lucky. I don’t have time to read books.’

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Yeah, and you’re lucky I don’t take your off-hand remark and turn it into a whole bitchy blog post. Oops, sorry, too late. What is it with people thinking they are too busy… Continue reading

This lot will make you want to be alone on Valentine’s day.

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Everybody hates Valentine’s day. Everybody. It’s the day when being single is akin to leprosy, and if you’re in a couple, you’re forced into buying into the cynical proliferation of hearts, flowers, chocolates… Continue reading

Polyreading. No, not a parrot with a book.

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I read like I watch TV. Some days one half hour show here, an hour one there, then maybe a film, or I can binge watch the whole of House Of Cards in… Continue reading

Read a book 100 times? Err…no.

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Centireading. Apparently Anthony Hopkins reads his scripts 100 times, but like the author of this piece reading Hamlet 100 for a dissertation, a play or film script is not a book. A straight… Continue reading

Half Price Sale in the Oxfam Bookshop – Bring a Wheel-barrow!

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Oh man! I have had such a magnificent haul in the Haverfordwest Oxfam Bookshop. There’s something soul-restoring about secondhand book-buying. It has all the benefits of retail therapy but without the subsequent emptiness… Continue reading

Happy Birthday Charlie D!

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As it’s Dickens’ birthday today (203 years old – looking good, Charlie boy!), I could hardly let such an important date pass without celebrating it, especially as Lucy has recently raised the gauntlet… Continue reading