In praise of the paper-and-ink

There's a place you can go where everything smells of unicorns and chocolate sprinkles. Stuff Disneyland. Just take me to Waterstone's. (I am putting the apostrophe back in, because COME ON, WATERSTONE'S.) The Waterstone's at home was a house of wonders. The books sat in the old Wool Exchange building in Bradford, and I breathed … Continue reading In praise of the paper-and-ink

Wall art

Remember the vintage map wrapping paper I found in Waterstones a few months ago? We finally got those suckers framed and hung on the wall. We went with the old London Underground map in the main living room, in the end. And while we didn't set out to get dark wood-coloured frames - far too … Continue reading Wall art

Henry, Jasper Fforde and the raisins that wanted to be free

Having just one baby-sized child is a bit like a trial run for having children in general. For one thing, we're making everything up as we go along. Every new phase is a bright astonishing thing. For another, he's pretty good at going everywhere with us. He doesn't care where we are as long as we're … Continue reading Henry, Jasper Fforde and the raisins that wanted to be free

I need your help with a decorating dilemma

I was in Waterstones the other week - what, really? - yes, it's true - and discovered the most fabulous thing. Vintage London Underground wrapping paper. CONTAIN YOUR EXCITEMENT. I did not; I gasped like a minor character in an Agatha Christie whodunnit scene and startled the elderly lady woofing a cranberry scone behind me. … Continue reading I need your help with a decorating dilemma

Thomas Cromwell just made my weekend

It came! It came! I got a phone call from Waterstones on Thursday. 'Mrs Jeffcoat, this is Waterstones', the chap said. Oh good, I thought. Are we friends now? That's cool. 'I just wanted to let you know that Hilary Mantel's Bring Up The Bodies was released today', said the chap. You guys, I didn't … Continue reading Thomas Cromwell just made my weekend

I have invented the best game in the world.

Shall we play a game? It's better than Pokemon. It's called: What I Got From The Book Shop and Why. I usually play this with Timothy when I come home from the library. The Book Shop edition is rarer but much more exciting. And Tim is working late tonight, so I thought I might play … Continue reading I have invented the best game in the world.