So after posting my poem, Bookshelves, a few others shared their own shelves with me on Twitter… We are all such geeks, I love it. One last book, then we’ll move on, I promise. All I care about for the next few days is this… Come, come, commala… Most people do as little as possible [...]
Hile, wordslinger.
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Bookshelves
I would never think to judge the worth of a man by his girth, by the span of his hands, despite the mirth it might gift me. I myself might judge by his choice of words, sentiments absurd, and of course, by what resides on his shelves… Of classics or poets, whether he knows, does [...]
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What did the rabbit say to the carrot?
It’s been nice gnawing you. One of the recipes I posted late last year spoke of a sweet my mum used to make when she was younger, which we tried to recreate…whilst rifling through all papers brought out of storage, she found the original recipe. What are the chances? The cherry nibbles, as they were [...]
http://www.paintinglies.com/2012/04/what-did-the-rabbit-say-to-the-carrot/
You had me at fruit pies
“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies,” said Jojen. “The man who never reads lives only once.” – George R R Martin I finally got my paws on A Dance With Dragons, so my life is currently a case of finishing work, locking myself in my flat, reading until my eyes burn. Occasionally [...]
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On your marks
So, who wants a bookmark? I’ve only given out a couple so far, but they will eventually make their way around the West Midlands (and beyond, one hopes). It’s a nicer thing to give away than a business card or badge. Funds permitting, I’d like to get another design or two made up – we’ll [...]
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