I like nothing better than escaping into a good book. It's my favourite kind of holiday; taking a break from my own life and delving into someone else's, finding solace between pages.
A short-but-sweet poem written especially for World Book Day.
I read some wonderful books last year and thought I would share my favourite reads of 2018.
Having been happily (for the most part) single for the last three years, I am evermore curious about the idea of single life and what it really means. I felt like a parody, picking up Kate Bolick's Spinster: Making a Life of One's Own from the library and tucking it into my over-stuffed backpack.
The usual; books, films, and some truly stunning artwork. Here's everything I enjoyed in August.
I spend about 80% of my waking hours thinking about food. The other 20% of my time is actually spent eating the stuff. It was time I started reading about it, too, and Ruby Tandoh's much acclaimed 'Eat Up' seemed like the logical book to take home next.
Ice Cream for Breakfast should be read when most needed, and in delicious, bite-sized chunks – just as you would with your favourite tub of Ben and Jerry's.
The first round-up of my favourites in 2018; everything I loved in January, from pastry to poetry.
This is a book full to the brim with feelings and thoughts. It made me think, tear up, cry, laugh, and wish for more.
November is the best month of them all; though we're already in December, I'm looking back at another eventful month, and reviewing my favourite things.