Category Archive: Reading Rhubarb

It was all going so well until….

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Having failed to complete my #20 books of Summer reading challenge (as hosted by Cathy at 746books ) and only getting one book through Anthony Powell’s A Dance to the Music of Time which I’d… Continue reading

Just Beam The Words To My Brain!

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When are scientists going to get off their bums and invent a behind-the-eye or visual cortex Kindle? I have got very little reading done this week due to being tired, and disobedient eyes.… Continue reading

View over the top of my Book #26

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One of my jobs requires me to travel around the county covering for staff sickness and holidays in Sheltered Housing. I tend to swoop in for a day or two, leaving a trail… Continue reading

Heavy Reading

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My son is a cadet in the merchant navy and he has just set sail on his next voyage – sob! I took him to the airport to see him off, and on… Continue reading

Well what’s one to do when Balzac takes a bath?

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The other night I’d been enjoying a long soak in the bath engrossed in my book, The Chouans , the first volume of novels comprising Balzac’s The Human Comedy. Thus far, I’ve enjoyed it far more than… Continue reading

No Frugal Shopper Am I

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Back when I was young(er), buying things off the internet meant the postman turned up with books and CDs from this fancy new company called Amazon, life-size cardboard cut outs of Aragorn from… Continue reading

Comfort book-buying (because it’s less calories than comfort cake-eating)

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After some of the most exhausting and stressful days of my life this past month, up to and including 30 minutes of public speaking to a WI-type group about embalming (which is a… Continue reading

View over the top of my Book #25

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As I’ve not long been back from my jaunt to France and have only just finally cleared the mountain of washing, this is just a little taster of my trip. We only went… Continue reading

Reading on the Road

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The last few weeks have been a blur. I spent a couple of character-building weeks under canvas running knitting workshops in an arts festival in West Wales. It rained, then it rained some… Continue reading

Jumpers are finished quickly when I’m too stressed to read.

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Ahhhhhhh!!!!! Can’t read! My mind has all the calm of a herd of Tasmanian Devils riding a Waltzer. On the upside, being strung out on nerves and unable to read means I have… Continue reading