I need no excuse to visit Hampstead, but if I did Burgh House on a warm September evening to hear Nina Stibbe talk about her…
This was an unexpected holiday read, and probably not one I would have chosen for myself. However I make no secret of the fact that…
Happy the Man Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call today his own: He who, secure within, can say, Tomorrow do…
This is probably the favourite of the books I read whilst on my jolly holidays. I love Jill Dawson’s writing and had saved this her…
This is another book that has come to me by way of my book club. You can see by its slighlty battered appearance that it…
Just under 19 years ago, on a blisteringly hot August day, in our pretty village church, surrounded by our dearest family and friends me and my sweetheart were wed. I…
Anne Tyler is my comfort blanket read, except that doesn’t really do her justice. As a ‘comfort blanket’ I simply mean that I love the…
I think that by now everyone knows that Robert Galbraith is JK Rowling’s pseudonym so I’m not dropping any clangers by referring to it here.…
