So I don't know whether or not I mentioned this, but at the beginning of the holiday I entered a local short story competition. Now, my Dad told me that there was no way I would win it three years... Continue Reading →
It's a slightly ambiguous heading, but I think it suits my purpose admirably. I told myself that I would have nothing to do with Harry Potter ave the Cursed Child, but of late I have found myself reconsidering this decision.... Continue Reading →
And when I say too many books, I mean that someone has borrowed every single book of the English reading list out of the library. Every. Single. One. I mean: really? Really? Did you need to do that? Couldn't you... Continue Reading →
It's only red ink, but it's not coming off! The result is that I've turned a la Lady Macbeth, and have started scrubbing my hands like mad.