Saturday, 10 December 2016

Angus and Julia Stone

I discovered these two quite by chance last year, and ever since it has pretty much been the soundtrack to my life. I can't get enough of this album.

There isn't so much as a single track I want to skip on this album, and it is one of those I imagine will always be one of my most played.

Spread the love.




xxx

Sunday, 23 October 2016

The Snow Child


This is a gem of a book, so much so that the bookseller inside of me just has to share it.
As soon as I read the description I had a feeling I may love it.

I know they say never judge a book by its cover, but the cover sums this one up perfectly for me.
An absolutely magical read, about a couple living in the Alaskan wilderness who have always longed for a child.
One wintry night they create a snow girl. The next morning she has disappeared, however  Faina a child of the woods comes into their life.

A perfect read to lose yourself in, and cosy up with ready for winter.

It instantly became one of those reads I will never forget, and became a firm favorite on my bookshelf.

xxx

Along Came Boy

Once there was a girl who loved all things little and cute.
After all, the smallest things take up the most room in our hearts.
She had received lots of love and pleasure from being a guinea pig mama, how nice would it be to have a small furry that could hop about the house?

Hubby had always secretly wanted a bunny as a boy, so girl knew she would be able to convince him to adopt another little lovely, after all he was a big softie at heart...

So began their search.

Shortly after boy came along.
He hopped into Hubby's arms, and Hubby and girl agreed they had to take him home!
They didn't choose him, really he happened to choose them,
Hubby named him Frankie.
And the rest is history.

Sunday, 22 November 2015

Float away into the sky like a thousand fireflys



'Some of us think holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it is letting go.'



Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love


'A limb has fallen from the family tree, that says grieve not for me.
Remember the best times, the laughter, the song, the good life I lived when I was strong.'

A send off to be proud of, even when things are falling apart we can come together and reunite when it matters the most.

RIP Grandad

xxx


Monday, 10 March 2014

Eleanor and Park

You may have noticed as a blogger, my posts are sometimes few and far between. When I do blog these days it tends to be because I have discovered something so amazing I simply HAVE to share it with the world. Today is one of those times.



Towards the end of my time as a bookseller I bought a kindle. At first I thought it was quite handy, but my love of reading seemed to get lost sometime not to long after my purchase.

I recently spent a week back at my parents house, in my old teenage bedroom surrounded by the things that not so long ago meant everything to me. Among these things is a bookcase, it is the sort of bookcase that would give most booksellers a mini heart attack if they saw it in a book store, books on top of books, doubly full so half of the books are hidden because I ran out of room. (and that was after a major clear out!) Everything left on there was left for a reason. Old books, like old friends, something I enjoyed spending time with and often re-read during my teenage years.

I decided to re-read some of my old books instead of reaching for my kindle, and since then have done little else, other then read like crazy! On my return to Cambridge, I spent my day going from book store to book store hungry for a new adventure, hoping to discover a new treasure that would stay on my bookshelf for years to come.

I happened to spy Eleanor and Park a book an old colleague of mine had recently reviewed. I decided to give it a read. If you happen to see this book anywhere - I urge you to pick it up.



The blurb doesn't do it justice. The reviews I have read don't do it justice either, and I don't want to give anything away so I will just simply tell you to read it. It isn't just a typical teen love story like I was expecting, it is a story about being saved.

I think the book is doing fairly well and is quite a popular choice at the moment so it is quite an easy one to discover, unlike 'I'll be there' I blogged about this book a while ago, although it seemed to completely slip under the radar in bookshops, as it sadly wasn't pushed the way Eleanor and Park has been. If I was still a bookseller I would be recommending 'I'll be there' to anyone who loved Eleanor and Park. They are very similar, and equally amazing stories about a love strong enough to save the characters you come to care for so deeply. I hope this blog manages to convince even just one person to give these books a try, you won't be disappointed!

xxx

Monday, 20 January 2014

An Education














I love this film, it perfectly captures a young girl's desire to enter into adulthood before she is really ready for it. I found I could identify with Jenny on many levels, a beautiful story and film that will forever remain in my collection.

xxx


Monday, 4 November 2013

Bonfire Night




Growing up I always remember looking forward to Bonfire night. Possibly the most important family tradition in our household, the only one we all without fail never miss. Wherever life may have placed me in recent years, I have always returned home for what might quite possibly be my favourite night of the year.

My mum always cooks a festive feast of hot-dogs, burgers, and jacket potatoes followed by a slice of parkin and a mug of hot chocolate to warm us up before we head out.

We are lucky that my Grandad owns land which feels like it was created especially to host our yearly gathering. Surrounded by fields, and beyond you can see the distant glow of nearby towns, perfect for us to view everyone else's fireworks whilst sitting by our own cosy fire.

However you celebrate bonfire night I hope it is just as magical.

xxx