Right now I am sitting on the couch waiting for rust converter to do what it’s supposed to do (remember that old Fowler’s Vacola steriliser I found on the side of the road? I am finally painting it). Yes, I have moved to the country and turned into one of those people who goes to
For those who have been following this story sister went to the obstetrician today, and now has to have this baby today! So, I am off to Melbourne, on a bus (yes a bus – it’s easier to get on at this point, and takes me right into Melbourne instead of to the inconvenient airports).
Apparently I inspired Meredith’s latest writing prompt, so I thought I might actually have a go at this one, though this will perhaps end up looking more like a list. The prompt was to write about who you would ask for dinner, what you would serve, and where. So, as I was saying, I would invite
I finished A Severe Mercy, by Sheldon Vanauken, though I doubt I shall ever be finished it. What a stunning book. To begin, it is written by a lover and lecturer of English Literature, who scatters the pages with original poetry and allusions to classics. Then it contains eighteen letters from CS Lewis, written during
I seem to be in a slump for things to write of. But today I received in a the mail a book I am nearly bursting to read. I am trying to be good and frugal on the book buying front, really I am, but sometimes you just know you have to read a book.