‘Look, look, master, here comes two religious caterpillars.’
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
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Comfort book-buying (because it’s less calories than comfort cake-eating)
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
Ain’t it always the way?
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.
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
New books and a wearable mountain
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
Raven Reviews
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
*Required* to buy books
Required. Required to purchase books. Get in! That’s up there with being required to purchase Jammie Dodgers. The thing about embalming is it’s not on the list of qualifications that a student loan… Continue reading
Today will be different
This isn’t the type of book I’m usually drawn to, but as the library allows us to live dangerously with no financial risk, I gave it a go, and am glad I did.… Continue reading
Camping out with Goethe and Luther
I love an impromptu weekend at a £12-a-night campsite in the Highlands, but I don’t love the obligatory two hours of mother-daughter bickering punctuated by cries of ‘Not that left, the other left!’… Continue reading
If only I could hang wallpaper…
So, I was in the library and I saw a book with a flapper on the front, standing in a room with greeny-blue wallpaper with a bird detail that I would like for… Continue reading