Just read: Britain’s Rottenest Years
I haven’t finalised my list of goals for 2012 but one of them is going to be keeping a track of every book I read. The first finish of the year was a pop history book: Britain’s Rottenest Years by Derek Wilson. It covers ten separate years from the past 2000 that that make 21st [...]
Some books that I possibly like, maybe
A few times over the last couple of weeks I’ve referred to different books being on my “favourite books list” – but yesterday I realised I’ve never sat down and worked out said list so, frankly, anything could be on there. As a result of that realisation, and in a bid to avoid doing anything [...]
Dream hens, milkshake flashback, polished by nature, naan heaven, distract my dream
1. I dream that our next-door-but-one neighbours have chickens too and that they’re chickens and are chickens are wandering around the gardens together. I wake up smiling. 2. Driving away from meeting the incredibly flexible baby Eva, we both think the same thing: milkshakes. Going into Headingley and to Shaky Jake’s is like reliving a [...]
Many of me, really makes a difference, hurrah for cold weather
1. I love PastLouisa sometimes. Sometimes she’s a good girl. Sometimes she leaves blog posts written and ready for NowLouisa to post when she’s feeling grotty and can’t type. FutureLouisa should learn lessons from PastLouisa. 2. The book is printed in a crisp, clean font. A joy to read. 3. It’s not just a new [...]
Rollmöpse, things past, wish I could Ctrl+F books to find it again
1. The rollmops – pickled herring – are perfect: neither too fishy or too vinegary, just sweet and tangy. 2. I sit on the steps up to the door of our old house and pull grass seeds and sticky buds from the dog’s ears, tail and feathering. I feel nostalgic for all the time I [...]
Refreshing, uplifting, productive, coincidence, helping hand
-1. (from last night) I don’t realise how stifling it is in the house until I open the door to let Lily out for her bedtime wee. The comparatively cool air is wonderfully refreshing. I breath deeply and the skin on my arms tingles. 0. (also from last night) I finished reading ‘Miss Pettrigrew Lives [...]