Wednesday, 19 June 2013

Happy birthday to me!

Since starting this blog I have had some lovely birthdays...

I celebrated my second blog birthday earlier this year, as important and notable an event for me as an actual birthday.

I had a busy birthday weekend for my 33rd, with my niece coming to visit and a trip to the park, amongst other things.


I spent my 34th birthday camping with school.  My friends went out of their way to ensure I had a special day; decorating my tent with balloons and banners, buying me silly, fun and useful gifts, and generally spoiling me rotton.  Here on the blog, I mused about my favourite literary birthdays.  I will re-read the story of Eeyore's birthday this evening before bed, as is traditional, and laugh a bit and tear-up a bit (it's Eeyore's glee at his gifts that gets me every time).

Tuesday, 18 June 2013

Who lives in a house like this?

Anyone else remember Through The Keyhole?  I always loved the chance to take a peek inside the homes of celebrities, oohing and aahing at their often terrible taste.  And now, one of my favourite kinds of blog posts to read are ones about other people's homes (although now I am more likely to be found oohing in admiration). 
 
E, who blogs at Make Do & Spend with B (from Monday's Q&A), very kindly offered to let us all have a nosey around her house for today's guest post...
 
Here are a few snaps from my little house in Leicester. Ok so I know I still haven't got around to getting the windows painted, much of the furniture has been begged and borrowed from family and friends (the sofa I've been intending to buy for a year and a half still remains in the shop window), and yes, the kitchen is in desperate need of an overhaul. Despite all this there is nowhere else I would rather have spent the last three years, much has happened during my time here. I joined a photography club where I made many new friends, one of whom was B who I started writing a blog with. I started a new job in a bakery and I met my Boyfriend C, who moved into the little house just before Christmas 2012, and we have recently had a little kitten called Truffle move in with us.
 
The house needed little decorating doing when I first moved in, C an I have attempted bits and bobs but really in terms of putting my own mark on the place this has come from the furnishings, collected pieces and of course the odd Ikea purchase!
 

My dressing table came from my grandmothers house, it looks out onto the street and now all the leaves have come out on the tree its a lovely calm place to sit in the morning to prepare for the day ahead.
 

The bedroom is the only room to have been decorated so far, C and I wallpapered the wall behind the bed ourselves, which was quite stressful, I don't think we would attempt this again! The most expensive piece of furniture I have bought for the house so far is an enormous wardrobe with sliding mirror doors, Before I used to have just a clothes rail so this is a little bit of luxury!
 
I have a photo wall in my Dining room, Collected paintings and drawings from over the years and photos of family and friends. This is still evolving, I have a few pieces still to add.
 
 
For Christmas last year my Aunt gave us all bunting made from fabrics that used to belong in my Grandmothers house, which was sold after she passed away in 2009. Little pieces of upcycled curtains and table cloths that still smell faintly of my Grandmother's house.
 

I have a large oil painting of my grandfather which I love, though It's not been hung yet as I'm not too certain where to put it to do it justice!
 
The kitchen, though fully functional is the room I would most like to update, I have dreams of a Belfast sink under the window and drawers, the kitchen is currently lacking in drawers which has always been a frustration! I store my baking ingredients in glass jars on the shelves, its cluttered but everything is easily accessible.

Monday, 17 June 2013

Music Monday: Q&A with B

Today's guest post comes courtesy of B, who blogs at Make Do & Spend.  She very kindly volunteered to answer my music Q&A, and also included a fab photograph of her record player.
 

What’s the first record (single or album) that you bought?
I genuinely can't remember the first single I bought. Every Saturday I used to go into the town centre and spend my pocket money on my favourite chart song - on tape if possibly, so I could listen to it on my Walkman.

What I do remember is the first time I went into a record shop to buy an album after hearing one of the tracks on television and tracking it down. It was REM's Automatic For The People, and I remember being so pleased when the guy who served me acknowledged that I'd made a great choice.

What was the first gig you went to?
I'm going to discount the gig I went to with my best friend's church club, where the frontman of the support band did a stage dive... into empty space... ouch!

So it could have been Daniel Bedingfield in concert (that guy had energy!), it could've been Tom Jones (I was largely surrounded by women in their 60s, but he was incredible) or it might have been Supergrass (which would probably give me the most street cred).

What song reminds you of being a teenager?
Mr Brightside by The Killers. I clearly remember hearing it for the first time, aged 17, turned up loud in a car full of my friends from my A Level drama group. It became the anthem of that summer.

How would you sum up your music tastes, in terms of genre? Have your tastes changed over the years?
I'm not sure I can - I sort of just like what I like! My tastes have changed though, or developed at least.

When I was at primary school my favourite artists were Simon and Garfunkel. I just didn't get why the other girls were crazy for Take That (now I do - it's good pop!). I'd been brought up on a diet of pure vinyl. My dad is a passionate collector. I knew far more than the average 10 year old about 1960s prog rock labels. Which was obviously a hit in the playground.

Somewhere in high school I suddenly developed a taste for chart music, and later discovered live music and indie bands - helped along by new friends, radio shows and chance encounters. But I still definitely share a love of many artists with my dad, and this has only developed over time. I've even have my own (growing!) record collection now.

Like olives, wine and coffee, a taste for some music does develop with age. Dad loves to recount to people the time, as a child, I told him to turn Bob Dylan off because 'he can't sing'. And now, aged 26, I've not only seen him live twice, there's a picture of Dylan hanging on my living room wall!

Which songs will always get you on the dance floor?
Anything Beyonce has ever done. I wish I could move like her - I do my very best, but it's not a cool look. Aside from her music being incredibly catchy, she comes across as a really genuine person and I think she's a strong female role model.

I also can't help but leap onto the dance floor for The Rolling Stones' Paint It Black - I think that's more one from my indie club days. I was much less self-conscious dancing there. It largely involved jumping around and copying other peoples' comic moves.

What song makes you cry?
Abide With Me - it instantly takes me back to the funerals of my grandparents

What are your top five favourite albums or artists of all time?
A tough one! But off the top of my head...

Elbow - Leaders of the Free World
Paul Simon - Graceland
Fleet Foxes - Fleet Foxes
Bob Dylan - Blood on the Tracks
Fleetwood Mac - Rumours

And a cheeky extra: Alt J

Do you have any guilty pleasures when it comes to music?
I think there's quite a few elements of my music collection that certain friends think I should be embarrassed by. But the only music I probably turn down in the car when I stop at the lights is musical soundtracks - but that's mainly because I can't help but sing along to them...!

If you could sum yourself up in one song or lyric, what would it be?
This is an incredibly good but difficult question!

So, after much thought, I'm going to act like a politician and slightly side-step what I'm actually being asked to tell you about my favourite lyricist. Guy Garvey, lead singer of Elbow.

He is the most incredible wordsmith - his lyrics are just magical. Here's just a sample...

"And we made the moon our mirrorball
The streets, an empty stage
The city sirens violins
Everything has changed

When out of a doorway the tentacles stretch
Of a song that I know and the world moves in slow-mo
Straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day."

Sunday, 16 June 2013

Lately...


READING the new issue of Oh Comely, which appeared on my doormat last week.  One of my favourite indulgences is to settle down with a magazine and a cup of tea, and Oh Comely is always a good read.

ADMIRING my beautiful new bicycle.  I was given money to buy one for my birthday last year, so it's pretty bad that only last Wednesday (exactly a week before this year's birthday) did I finally get round to having it built (it had been sitting in its box since November).  With its classic cruiser shape, leather saddle and handlebars, and wicker basket, it is a total hipster-blogger cliche of a bike; and I love it!

WRITING letters and postcards to friends, but very little for the blog.  The Boy was visiting earlier this week, then a couple of days after he left, my brother, Richard, arrived for a visit.  Once I'm back from Year 8 camp, I promise I'll start writing more again.

BUYING tickets to see Wolf Hall at the RSC next year.  I am SO excited about seeing one of my favourite novels adapted for the stage (although I'm incredibly pissed off with the RSC's terrible accessibility for deaf customers... more on that later).

LISTENING to lots of 6Music as I potter in my kitchen.  In fact, I'm listening to Huey Morgan's show as I type and he really is rocking it this afternoon.  On what other radio station can you go from listening to Pearl Jam to classic Motown girl groups in the space of two minutes?

WALKING up to Old John, a strange folly in Bradgate Park at the top of one of the only hills in Leicestershire.  Richard, a Yorkshire man, even approved it as "a real hill".

DRINKING cider with my brother in an early birthday celebration.

EATING a  picnic in the park with The Boy; a yummy birthday meal with the girls; jammy doughnuts with Richard.

All in all, a good couple of weeks and a lovely weekend!

Wednesday, 12 June 2013

Birthday wishes

I still get childishly excited about birthdays.  Like, annoyingly, stupidly excited.  I also sulk when things don't go my way.  Unbelievably, I will be turning 35 next week and yet I am no more mature when it comes to my birthday than I was at 12.

Last year I was away with school on year 8 camp in Exmouth and I had a gorgeous sunny day full of birthday greetings from pupils, a tent decorated with balloons, and some lovely surprise presents from colleagues.  This year I will once again have my birthday on camp (although this time I have to share it with a pupil who has his on the same day; how rude!). 

My birthday wishes include...

... some nice sunshine in Devon next week;
... yummy food & drink and happy times with friends and family during the four different weekends on which I'll be properly celebrating;
... for The Boy to not be 300 miles away, although this is one birthday wish that can't come true :(

And if I opened up any of these on the 19th, I would be very happy...


 
1. I might have already bought this amazing book/tea print as an early birthday gift to myself.  That's totally a thing, right; giving yourself a present?
2. 'Reading is sexy' t-shirt;
3. There is a light... song lyric bracelet;
5. 'Just be you' print.

Thursday, 6 June 2013

Living room makeover

 

When I went to South Africa last summer, in amongst the hordes of goodies I brought home were this small wooden sign and a pile of batik-print fabric. Between them, they cost the equivalent of about £6, but they've led to me spending quite a lot more money.
 
I'd been feeling a bit bored with the purple-and-red colour scheme in my living room and had begun to think I'd like something a bit more modern (not an easy task in a Victorian house).  The grey of the sign and the blue of the fabric were what provided the inspiration for a full-scale makeover, which took my living room from this...
 

 
To this...
 
 
I'm well chuffed with my new-look living room, which seems so much lighter and brighter.  I'd like to find an alternative to the old Ikea side table currently serving as a TV unit, but other than that I love everything.  I'm especially taken with the bargain mid-century modern coffee table that I found in an antiques warehouse near my mum's, and - of course - with my lovingly handmade cushion covers.  I love how traditional African batik techniques have been used to make a modern circle & spot print; they make me happy every time I see them.
 
The sofa cover was the biggest expense, at £169 (gulp - but Bemz covers are excellent quality, and it's still cheaper than buying a new sofa!).  Other than that, I spent £107.10 on new accessories, pictures and the coffee table. I didn't even have to redecorate, because pretty much all the walls in my house are white.  What do you think?
 
 


  Grey sofa cover, £169 Bemz;
Green cushion covers, £12.99 each (bought with Nectar points) Sainsburys;
Blue cushion covers, homemade using African fabric, Mnandi Textiles, Cape Town;
Blue & white throw, £16.99 TK Maxx;
Coffee table, £35 vintage from The Antique Mill, Heckmondwike;
Penguin Classics postcards in an Ikea  Ribba frame £7;
Life Is Either A Daring Adventure... print, £16.13 Etsy;
String of blue/green ball lights, £22.99 Cable & Cotton.

Tuesday, 4 June 2013

Guest posts wanted!

And it's that time of year again.  In a couple of weeks I'm off to sunny (I hope) Exmouth for a school residential with year 8. Living in a field for a week with 140 13 year olds - oh joy. 

I'd love to have some guest posts scheduled for that week, ideally on one of the following topics:
 
1. Who lives in a house like this? Because I'm incurably nosy, I'd like a few 'Through the Keyhole'-style posts about your favourite room or space in your house.
2. Best recent reads.
3. Music Q&A or music memories: tell us about a song that means a lot to you, and why it does.
3. Summer festival memories or festival guide to upcoming events.
 
Last year my guest posters were Laura, who showed us around the convent she calls home (spoiler alert: she's not a nun); Sarah, who mused on selling houses (and funnily enough, is now trying to sell hers), and Jenny, who took us round her Cape Town garden: who will it be this year?
 
Deadline for submissions is Sunday 16th June, as I'll be packing my bags first thing on Monday 17th. 
 
Send ideas/posts/pictures to jbistheinitial@gmail.com and include a link to your own blog, if you have one. I look forward to reading them!

Monday, 3 June 2013

Seen & heard May

Seen...
 


1. I am still not quite sure what I thought of Ruby Sparks, about a young novelist with writer's block who invents a character, Ruby, who then comes to life as the seemingly perfect girlfriend.  In parts it was funny, but it wasn't as clever as it thought it was (I thought the Will Ferrell film Stranger Than Fiction did a better job of a similar premise) and some parts were downright disturbing and misogynistic.

2. Appropriately, I thought that The Great Gatsby was a triumph of style over substance. A visual feast for sure, but I wasn't wholly captivated by the performances and was disappointed that the much-hyped soundtrack wasn't more prominent. 

3. The Boy and I watched Goodbye Lenin in preparation for our trip to Berlin, and it was a great introduction to the city's recent history.  Dealing with the days immediately before, and then the months after, the end of the DDR and the fall of the Wall, it was a funny and moving film about a son's quest to recreate life under communism for his ailing mother after she wakes up from a coma.

Heard...


I've been listening to summery tunes from Metronomy and Tame Impala, I'm still obsessed with Beach House's Bloom, and have rediscovered Joan As Policewoman's gorgeous album of love songs, To Survive.  Plus I'm still listening to the Bleached album a lot, and enjoying Tegan & Sara's sexy, electronica-tinged recent single, Closer.

Sunday, 2 June 2013

Lately...



READING an actual paper copy of The Guardian, for the first time in a few weeks.  Oh how I miss it when I'm out of the country!  And I bought Moranthology today and spent the afternoon reading it and honking with laughter (which garnered me some strange looks in the pub, I can tell you).

BUYING some amazing 'mum' sandals.  "Wherefore are they mum sandals?" I hear you ask.  Well, not only do they look exactly like something my mum would have worn circa 1979, but they are from Marks & Spencers' 'comfort fit' range.  Yes, I am so rock & roll.  Also a mint condition copy of Claire Tomalin's biography of Dickens for the bargain price of £1.50. 

WEARING skinny jeans, a lot.  And not many dresses.  I know, it's weird.  I'm totally in love with New Look's supersoft skinnies, and in this 'too warm for tights/too cold for bare legs' weather, they're a perfect medium.  I also dressed up as Janet from the Secret Seven (my creativity truly knows no bounds) for book character day at school and no-one realised I was in costume.  I guess 1940s schoolgirl chic is my thing, when I'm not wearing skinny jeans and a Breton top anyway.

ENJOYING the sunshine at last!  I even got the legs out today, so it must be summer.

POTTERING in the garden, which I have pretty much given over to the wildflowers* this summer.  * Euphemism for weeds.

WATCHING Made In Chelsea.  Oh my gosh, I am obsessed.  Especially with Binky: how good is she?!  The rest I would happily punch (well, maybe not Cheska and Ollie), but therein lies the entertainment value.

MAKING ... erm... nothing.  Again.  I missed both craft clubs this month and haven't had the time or the inclincation to get crafty at home.  I really need to get my make back on.

Saturday, 1 June 2013

Street art, vegan food & the Cold War... it can only be Berlin

 
And my year of travels continued, with an end-of-May trip to Berlin.
 
The Boy and I spent four days pounding the streets, avoiding thunderstorms, hunting out cider, eating amazing vegan food, discovering the Cold War history of the city, getting on and off seemingly infinite U- and S-Bahn trains, walking in the Mauer (Wall) Park in the sunshine, finding lovely brew-pubs, visiting the Mauer Memorial in the pouring rain, enjoying the DDR Museum despite the hordes of tourists crammed in, and exploring the bars, shops and restaurants of Prenzlauer Berg, where we were staying.
 
I had expected Berlin to be a sort of European Portland, and I wasn't much disappointed.  It's a fascinating city with thriving sub-cultures (in fact, counter-cultures seemed to be the foremost cultural forces, at least in the east of the city.  Can they still be considered sub- or counter-cultures if they are the dominant ones?!).  I didn't immediately fall in love with the city - it's too vast, too colourful, too scrappy - but I can imagine going back again to discover more.  In four days, we barely scratched the surface.




The Boy sneakily took a photograph of me while I was photographing the graffiti at the East Side Gallery: a stretch of the Berlin Wall which has been retained as a gallery of street art .



Marx & Engels, both looking very serious.  I think The Boy had beard envy.
 

 
At the Stasi Museum - on the site of their former headquarters in Friedrichshain - I was most taken with the propaganda posters and an insight into the bureaucratic face of a dictatorship, while The Boy admired the retro 60s fittings and furniture.  His dream is now to renovate a house to look just like the offices.  Because who wouldn't want to live somewhere redolent of the Stasi?!
 
 
And we found cider!  Sheltering from the rain in the Mauersegler Beer Garden, we fortuitously stumbled upon a local Berlin-brewed cider.  And very tasty it was too. 

Friday, 31 May 2013

Day 31: I blogged every day in May!

I blogged every day in May!

I feel like I should get a badge, or a certificate at least.

It has certainly been a challenge.  I forgot what a busy month May is at school, so many days I was working flat out from 7 till 5, only to return home with the need to write a post hanging over my head.  I was away for four days at the start of the month and six days at the end, which meant I had to be really organised about writing and scheduling posts in advance.  I'm still amazed that I managed it, but manage it I did, and more importantly, I enjoyed it too.

I have loved using the #BEDM hashtag to discover new blogs that I otherwise would never have come across. My Bloglovin' list is now much longer, and all the better for it (although at the time of writing, I have 67 unread posts after being away for a week - eek, better get reading).

I enjoyed the fact that many of the topics inspired me to write about something a bit different: while I often blog about books and travel, I probably wouldn't have thought to come up with topics such as A Day In The Life (turns out, everyone was very keen to learn exactly what teachers get up to). 

I also liked reminscing about the job that changed my life (complete with embarrassing photo of 19 year-old me) and thinking about what I'd say to myself at thirteen

But typically, the post I slaved over the most, going backwards and forwards with editing and getting The Boy to check it for me - about being fit, healthy and fat - got the fewest pageviews and comments: isn't that always the way?!

So what have I learnt? 

That I can stick to deadlines if I put my mind to it.

That sitting down to write a lot of posts at once, and then scheduling them, is a much easier way of blogging regularly.

That I enjoy taking photographs to accompany my posts, and should do it more often.

Most of all, I've learnt that I really enjoy being part of a blogging community.  I've loved 'meeting' new people on Twitter, reading new commenters and visiting their blogs to comment in turn. 

Finally, a massive thanks to Elizabeth at Rosalilium for coming up with the #BEDM challenge in the first place.  How will I ever cope with coming up with my own topics in June?!

Thursday, 30 May 2013

Day 30: Inspirational women

A very quick one tonight: I have just got back from my six days away with The Boy in Berlin (more on that to follow soon).  For today's topic, I had wanted to write about my grandfather and how he inspired me but I just haven't got time so that's a post that will have to wait for another time.  Instead, here are some women who inspire me: the suffragettes. 


Image from here.  There was also a wonderful article by Kira Cochrane in The Guardian earlier this week about lessons modern feminists can learn from their foremothers. 

Wednesday, 29 May 2013

Day 29: My morning ritual

I've documented a non-work morning here: when I'm at school it's all a bit manic and rushed after my alarm goes off at half 6.  At the weekends, though, I wake up at a more leisurely hour and drag myself from my lovely, cosy bed...


I have piles of pillows, a big feather duvet, a great vintage quilt and the comfiest bed ever, so getting out of it is a real challenge some mornings!


Have a cup of tea and some toast while reading either a magazine, The Guardian, or a book, depending on the day.  I prefer non-fiction in the morning, for some reason (I think it's because I know that, if I start reading a novel, the danger is that I'll get sucked in and never get anything else done!).


Just a taster of the many, many products I rely upon to leave the house in the morning.  I can't remember the last time I went out without make-up: maybe some time in 1992?  My routine goes like this: moisturiser and lip balm.  Foundation, cream blush, powder.  Eyebrow pencil, eye shadow, eye liner, mascara.  Straighten hair (or scrape back into a topknot) and use serum to control the frizz.  Spritz of perfume (L'Occitane Ambre is my favourite at the moment) and I'm finally good to go!

Tuesday, 28 May 2013

Day 28: Debt, and how I pulled myself out of it

 
Via weheartit

The worst advice I ever received?  That's easy.  It was when Natwest sold me a loan to "consolidate my debts".  Never listen to a bank salesperson, because they will lie to you or twist the truth for their own ends.  I wish I'd realised that ten years ago.

I'd got myself into a financial mess at university and in my early twenties, but by that point had managed to pay off a lot of one student overdraft and most of the sole credit card I possessed.  My Natwest graduate overdraft was large, yes, but manageable.  However, the idea of having just one loan to pay off, rather than three small piles of debt, appealed to my sense of order.  I agreed a loan of a little over £3,000.

Problem was, once I realised how easy it was to get credit, it was always too tempting to add to it. 

Maybe I'd find a new loan at a lower interest rate and take that out, of course adding a bit more to the total amount so I could buy x or y.  Maybe I'd put a flight on my credit card, promising myself I'd pay it off, but never doing any such thing.  Maybe my boiler broke, and I had no savings to speak of, so I added to the loan.  I don't even want to think about how much debt I've accrued by doing this, but would estimate the total over the years as being around £20,000.

My total debt now?  £6,000 on two 0% credit cards.  No overdraft.  No loans.  Nothing but easily managable monthly payments on which I pay no interest, and enough surplus income most months that I am building up a nice cushion in my savings account.  And all this in a year when I'm spending obscene amouns on travel because of my long distance relationship.

So how did I do it?

The Not Buying It experiment was my first step to taking back control of my finances.  For two months in autumn 2011 I bought absolutely nothing beyond the essentials (food, drink, petrol, The Guardian!).  By stepping off the consumer treadmill I was able to reassess what was important to me in terms of spending.  This impacted on me long-term: I definitely make less frivolous purchases now than I used to.  I was also able to clear £1000+ of credit card debt over the course of the two months, which just shows what a stupid amount of cash I usually spend.

I'd enjoyed the challenge of a spending ban, so last autumn saw the beginning of the £100 Challenge, in which I endeavoured to limit all spending (after bills) to £100 a week.  This time I kept it up for three months, and it was responsible for seeing off another £800 credit card.  This time, I also remembered to close the account so I couldn't rack up the debt again! 

Since completing the £100 Challenge I use a spending app on my phone to keep track of every single expense: without this, it is all too easy to 'forget' about the £2 I spend on a magazine, the £8 I spend at the corner shop, the £11 I spend in the pub, and then to wonder why I don't have any cash left.

And finally, I cannot praise the Money Saving Expert website enough.  Over the past two years I've used their advice to change pretty much every utility and service provider, bringing my monthly household expenses (including mortgage) down from £1,100 to £770 a month.  Every time I switch anything I also check Quidco to see if I can get a cashback deal: I've received £300 in cashback over the past 12 months, after changing my mobile phone, my car insurance, my house insurance and my home broadband.

I'm obviously not there yet, but the past few years really have seen me take some positive steps to reducing my debt.  I don't think I'll ever be brilliant with money - I have too much of a Veruca Salt "I need it NOW" side to me to ever stop spending - but I've got myself to a point where I no longer feel sick about checking my bank balance.  Where I'm no longer scared of bailiffs knocking at my door (this did actually happen to me once, and was one of the worst experiences of my life). 

Come September I am keen to begin a new spending challenge: if anyone has any suggestions on what it could be, I'd love to hear them.

Monday, 27 May 2013

Day 27: May reads


1. I absolutely loved Adorkable, which follows teen blogging sensation and self-pronounced dork Jeane and popular, sporty Michael as they first discover that their respective partners are cheating on them, and then discover their true feelings for each other.  A lot of the book rang true for me (especially as I'd been a teenage fanzine writer, more concerned with building my music criticism empire than concentrating on my A Levels, just like Jeane).  The characters were believably flawed, the writing funny and sexy and moving.  I am already looking forward to rereading this in a year or two.

2. There's A Boy In The Girl's Bathroom was a great quick read.  Louis Sachar wrote the modern children's classic Holes, and I picked this up on the recommendation of a pupil. 

3. Sophie Hannah's thrillers get ever more ludicrous and silly, but you can't fault the tight plotting and the characterisation of the recurring characters from Spilling CID.


4. The Daylight Gate is May's book group pick, and at the time of writing I haven't quite finished it.  Last month we read Jeanette Winterson's autobiography, so it's been good to read some of her fiction.  This is a less narratively ambitious novel than her early work like Sexing The Cherry, and I'm enjoying it so far.

5. World War Z was a great buy on my Kindle recently, and kept me going through a variety of flights and train journeys.

6. My mum recommended The Submission to me.  The tale of a Muslim architect who wins an anonymous competition to design a memorial at Ground Zero, it's definitely a thought-provoking read.


7.  As a HUGE fan of teen movies, I adored Stranded At The Drive-In.  Mullholland analyses 100 films from the past fifty years, and I particularly enjoyed the chapters on some of my favourite but little-known films, such as Dazed & Confused, But I'm A Cheerleader and Bring It On, as well as deservedly famous ones like Dirty Dancing.  I was most struck by the feminist reading he applies to many of the films, and found myself heartily agreeing with almost all of his judgements.

8.  After reading Hilary Mantel's Wolf Hall I became a bit obsessed with Tudor and Elizabethan history.  The Time Traveller's Guide to Elizabethan England is a very enjoyable layperson's guide to life five hundred years ago.

9. I loved some parts of Patti Smith's autobiography, Just Kids, and found others hard going, but still its one I would recommend.