I’m not quite sure where April has gone.
Life has been busy.
My computer had a bit of a meltdown.
I’ve found myself wanting to do things around the house – after work and dog- walking – rather than sit to read or write.
But now – I think – things are settling down again.
May is going to be different.
And, once again, I’m starting again with an A to Z …..
A is for ANGELA CARTER WEEK – coming next month …
B is for BLUEBELLS. I love the bluebell season, and chances are that – weather permitting – Briar will be having a walk in Bluebell Woods at the weekend.
C is for CAOUA COFFEE: lovely patterns for socks and scarves.
D is for DOG BAN. It starts today on the beach across the road, and Briar will miss going over there. Her trained humans will, of course, take her to other beaches where she is allowed until 1st October when she becomes legal again.
E is for EMMA BOVARY. I drifted away from the readalong, but I have been inspired and I will re-read Madame Bovary in the not too distant future.
F is for FADE INTO YOU by Mazzy Star. It’s still love …
G is for GRANIA: The Story of an Island by Emily Lawless. An intriguing, late Victorian novel that I am reading slowly and steadily.
H is for HARRISTOWN. A copy of The True and Splendid History of the Harristown Sisters by Michelle Lovric arrived in the post today, and it looks wonderful.
I is for IRWIN. I was very taken with And Still She Wished for Company and now I have another new book by Margret Irwin lined up – These Mortals.
J is for JULIET STEVENSON. I have the book but I’m thinking that I’d like to listen to her reading of The Signature of All Things.
K is for KNITTING NEEDLES. A while ago I moved them from pots to a drawer, but that didn’t really work, so I spent a couple of hours sorting things out and putting them all back in pots again.
L is for LOOK – THERE’S A SEAGULL ON THE GARDEN WALL! It’s a young one, it comes several times a day, and it stands there for ages.
M is for MILK BOTTLE SYMPHONY by Saint Etienne. I heard it as part of a random soundtrack (courtesy of Last.fm) that was in the background as I was reorganising my knitting needles.
N is for NURSING HOME. My mother is very frail now, and I am so lucky that she is in a good home and that the staff are taking good care of her.
O is for 110 – I’ve already hinted that I’d like The Persephone 110 – a diary for 2015 – next Christmas. I’m not a diarist but I’d use it to record my year in books.
P is for PROW. I love the pattern and I have the yarn. I just have to wait for the new issue of Interweave Knits
Q is for THE QUICK by Lauren Owen. I loved the opening but I’ve not really wanted to read gothic lately. Its time will come ….
R is for RUG MAKING. A few years ago my mother – wanting a change from knitting – made a latch-hook rug. She did everything except binding the edges, and I’m thinking that I should really get the necessary supplies and finish it off properly.
S is for SOPHIE HANNAH. I was horribly disappointed with her last book – ‘The Caller’ – but I am pleased to say that her new book ‘The Telling Error’ is a return to form. I don’t think its her best but it is a lot better
T is for TOLSTOY. I’m still listening to Anna Karenina.
U is for UNRIPPING – I unripped a sweater back to the armholes, I re-knit the body with different shaping , and I’m much happier with it now,
V is for THE VISITORS. I loved Rebecca Mascull’s novel of that name earlier in the year, and now I have another new book with exactly the same title in my library pile. The Visitors by Sally Beauman ….
W is for WILD STRAWBERRIES. Virago is reissuing Angela Thirkell’s books at such a rate that I can’t keep up, but there are worse problems to have. Wild Strawberries is next on my list.
X is for EXITS, I’ve had a bit of a clear out, and now I have six bags of books and a bag of yarn waiting to be taken to a charity shop.
Y is for A YOUNG SCHOOLTEACHER’S DIARIES 1939 – 1945. I found a copy of Those Wonderful Rumours by May Smith in our local Oxfam shop, and a paperback copy of Elizabeth Goudge’s autobiography too.
Z is for ZOLADDICTION. I started reading Pot-Bouille – the book before The Ladies Paradise in the Rougon-Maacquart sequence of novels – but I couldn’t get into it and so I put it to one side. I don’t think it’s one of Zola’s strongest works, but I also think it was the wrong book for my reading mood, so I will try again one day
Back soon ……