‘Look, look, master, here comes two religious caterpillars.’

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The above is the best line, in my opinion, in Marlowe’s The Jew of Malta, and the first of two things I am shoehorning into this post simply because I like them and they… 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

Ain’t it always the way?

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  Just as my future begins to look bright, dictators start threatening to blow us all up. That’s one of the many aspects of Vera Brittain’s story that chimed with me when I… 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

Should books come with age classifications like films do?

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Last week I asked my daughter what books she was planning on taking on our camping trip. Agonising over what to read next is one of our most recurrent conversation topics, matched only… Continue reading

New books and a wearable mountain

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I had never heard of Nicola Barker, but a random Tweet led to a Guardian article, and that led to me ordering this book. And like many good second hand books, it came… Continue reading

View over the top of my book #24

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As I’m currently sitting in a field in West Wales, teaching festival-goers to knit, most probably in the miserable pouring rain, I thought I’d look back to sunnier times, namely my recent trip… Continue reading

Raven Reviews

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As a serial poly-reader, I’ve reached a critical level of too-many-bits-of-paper-in-too-many-books, and so this week have been tackling some of the books in the daunting-yet-comforting stack by my bed. Some of these books… Continue reading