Oranges

I went down to some disused train tracks this afternoon to have my photo taken with the choir I’ve been singing with for the past few weeks. We must have looked a bit odd, wandering along beside the road with our orange silk scarves blowing in the breeze. I watched the photographer’s equipment [...]

The last words

I am reaching the last few discs of Possession, which is a sad realisation. I don’t want this story to end.
I read in the same way that Randolph does – he writes in a letter to Christabel:

“I cannot bear not to know the end of a tale. I will read the most [...]

Watching, reading

I am watching The Incredible Hulk, without a great deal of attention – partly because it’s not a very good movie, and partly because I much preferred Eric Bana as Hulk. I know most people thought that movie was far too long and faux-arty, but I liked it. I like the origin story [...]

On the bedside table

The pile that’s living beside the bed this week, consisting of two excellent non-fiction book (on how our brains interpret music, which is complicated, and how our brains work while reading, which is utterly fascinating); one trashy fantasy which I’ve stopped reading (Red Gloves, the name of the main character and a clue as to [...]

The Week in Books

This week’s books were a mixed bag.  I finished the excellent When Will There Be Good News, a Christmas present, polished off a mediocre audio book, From Dead to Worse, and had a couple of books from the library -  the terrible Hold Tight, and the decent Origin in Death.
Hold Tight is the first Harlan [...]