A Novel Sunday

I wake up. It is still dark outside, but it’s never really dark in my London bedroom, with its double windows surrounding the space. Rolling over, I see that the cat has jumped onto my chair and I mumble at her incoherently: ‘smychairgeroff.

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Book Review: Solitude

It is the end of the first week of 2016 and I think I may have found my Book of the Year already. This one is going to be hard to top.

You know when you read a book and love it so much that you deliberately read it extra slowly, so that it lasts longer? This was one of those.

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