So, I’ve been away a while

I have a collection of half-written posts on my laptop, some of which I wrote at the tail end of 2015, stating that I hadn’t posted in a while or posted regularly and how I hoped to be back. I never published them; I’m still writing them. I haven’t lost my love of blogging at all; I admit, I just haven’t made the time for it recently. Continue reading


Northern Lights by Philip Pullman

Northern Lights Philip Pullman

Northern Lights by Philip Pullman
Scholastic UK, 2011

Despite having come out of the other side of a pretty hefty reading slump, when I picked up Northern Lights I was still suffering with what I’m going to call a reading slump hangover – being inspired by reading again, but still left slightly dissatisfied with reading and not finding a book I love or have been bowled over by. I was thinking that perhaps I needed to recapture my love for reading by picking up something I would have read as a child. Continue reading

A year in books: 2015

2015 wasn’t the best reading year for me. I struggled with a large and lengthy reading slump around the middle of the year, and while I think it has passed, I have to say it doesn’t necessarily feel like my reading has picked up and resumed its earlier pace. Continue reading

The Art of Asking by Amanda Palmer

The Art of Asking Amanda Palmer

The Art of Asking – Amanda Palmer
Little, Brown, 2014

This post is less of a review, more a personal reaction to this book, a journal entry on how it has affected me and made me look at my life. The Art of Asking had been sitting on my to-read list for a while, and I only wished I had read it sooner. But in some ways, reading it when I did felt like one of those moments when you read the right book at completely the right time. Continue reading

Why I love Channel 4’s 24 Hours in A & E

I’ve been watching Channel 4’s 24 Hours in A & E for some time now, and when a new series started again recently, I was so happy to see it back on our screens. For those who have never watched it, cameras are fixed into the A&E department of a busy London hospital (this series and the last it’s been St. George’s in Tooting) and we see patients brought in after (sometimes horrific) incidents and treated by the doctors there. But the programme isn’t one that sensationalises injuries or dramatizes accidents. It’s a programme that focusses on the essence of being human. And I love it. Continue reading

Buying Books: Books and Identity

When I was a child, the primary place I found my books was the library. My parents didn’t instil in me a habit of buying books; instead, it was a treat. I think this is why I can vividly recall many of the occasions as a child when I would buy books, and I look back on them fondly. I remember the book fair coming to school and seeing bookcases being wheeled through the playground into the school hall where we’d usually have assemblies and lunch, but, for that afternoon, would be a makeshift bookshop. Continue reading