Wonderfully Inventive

Getting stuck into Brian Selznick's beautifully illustrated, inventive tales

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Giving Thanks

So I think everyone can agree that 2016 has pretty much sucked. Starting right off with the deaths of major artistic talents, through to Brexit and Trump. For our family, we've also had the death of a beloved cat, who's been there right from Iris' birth and the passing of my 103-year-old grandmother. While we... Continue Reading →

Facing Fear with Fear

We are two weeks away from moving into our brand new house. Those in the know will be aware of the arduous nature of this particular journey. From the moment we chose a builder, it has been THREE years in the making. Rather than go into vent-mode, I have chosen to look forward and am... Continue Reading →

Lost in Wonderland

This is quite possibly the most exciting gift I have ever received, by proxy that is. Thanks to Iris' most wonderful and almost psychic godmother, we now have one of the most beautiful books ever in our library. I was at least ten times more excited than Iris when she was presented the book. Robert... Continue Reading →

Big, Bold and Beautiful

I used to be an elephant. Nooooo, not in size but in remembering a ridiculous number of things. From facts and figures to trivial events in the lives of friends and family, I was a veritable fount of useful and not so useful knowledge. Now, I find my mind is developing holes and I can no... Continue Reading →

Guess How Much I Love Winning?

I have never, ever, ever, ever won anything. I'm not talking about for sports, because I had to work, a little, for those. I'm talking about those supermarket lucky draws, travel draws, the hundreds of Frankie magazine giveaways, etc. Zip, nada, zero. This changed in the most appropriate and wonderful way possible last Tuesday. It... Continue Reading →

Politely Murderous

I definitely have a thing for black humour. When presented in the innocent oeuvre of children's books, the delivery is so deadpan, it often reduces me to tears. Following in the vein of Jon Klassen's I Want My Hat Back (see my review here), Daniel Miyares' Pardon Me! is kiddy macabre at its best. It's about a bird, a... Continue Reading →

Tickled Pink as a Puffalunk

Becoming a parent has made going to bookshops even more exciting than they used to be, and believe me, I was a bookshop junkie. I could not leave one without desperately needing this or that book (usually at least three). Nowadays, I have an even better excuse for buying books in the form of an increasingly precocious... Continue Reading →

Rediscovering Your Wild Thing

Probably one of the top five benefits of becoming a parent is being able to experience childhood all over again albeit from a secondary point of view. It's okay to jump in muddy puddles with undisguised glee (as long as you have an actual child with you). It's perfectly acceptable to go hunting for worms and spiders.... Continue Reading →

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