Month: December 2013

Under the tree

1. Penelope Fitzgerald: A Life, Hermione Lee; 2. Sweet Peas for Summer: How to Create a Garden in a Year, Laetitia Maklouf; 3. Home Ground: Sanctuary in the City, Dan Pearson. Well, okay, there are a few other things that I want for Christmas too. A few things that might have tumbled into my Amazon basket before I’d actually managed to buy anything for anyone else. What can I say? But I wasn’t as naughty as I could have been: they’re safely tucked away in a box at the bottom of the wardrobe, waiting for someone to wrap them & give them to me on Christmas day. Hmm. Thinking about all the other wrapping also waiting to be done, it might have to just be enough to open the box on the big day. An abridged version of the Penelope Fitzgerald biography was beautifully read on Radio 4 a couple of weeks ago by Penelope Wilton (already vanished from the iPlayer I’m afraid). Having read nearly all her books (just a couple tucked up my …

All I want for Christmas

is my own book blog. Six years & thirteen posts doesn’t seem like the best of track records. But, in a spirit of early self-gifting, here we go again. Is there anyone else out there who’s waiting for an invitation in the post to join this most democratic of publishing mediums? I just need to remember that if you’re bored, you’ll go away. I’m not forcing anyone to read, let alone share, my opinion. Also, you’re not even there. Simple.