Carrying Albert Home

There’s an anecdote that my husband loves to recount about a holiday we took to Kenya. We were sleeping in tents (very posh tents) on the side of a lake and I looked at the furtherest tent which had a number of crocodiles nearby. “The poor buggers in that tent” I sympathised…

My TBR Confessions

I’ve seen this post on a number of great book blogs recently and though I haven’t actually been specifically tagged to take part, I’m going to have my say anyway. My TBR (to be read) pile currently stands at an impressive (and terrifying given how slowly I read) 237 books…