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My sister and I shared a house for a while when we were in our early twenties, she's still there and when I visited her at the weekend...

Oh dear, I meant this post to go out on Saturday but I'm still miserable with my cold (and if it sounds like man flu than it probably i...

Back from my travels with the beginnings of a stinking cold as a souvenir, an unexpected bill for over £200 as a welcome home gift from th...

I'm off on holiday for a couple of days and have left it late to pack, partly because I thought I'd make quince jelly tonight. Not...

This is a book that landed unsolicited on my doorstep, I know I kept the press release but I don't know where I decided to keep it so i...

'Miami Blues ' is (I think I'm right in saying) the first of Willeford's Hoke Moseley books - it's the second one...

I have good intentions regarding spring cleaning but they never actually amount to very much. Autumn is a different matter - the run up t...

Apparently it's national baking week this week - who new, and where do these things even come from? It does seem like a good excuse for...

Since I started blogging it's become unusual for me to have more than one book on the go but this summer there have been a couple tha...

Otters are beguiling creatures and like Miriam Darlington I've been fascinated by them since childhood. Growing up in Shetland there ...