Tuesday, 23 February 2010


Bedroom is like an ice-cave--without the pretty walls. Well, they are pretty but they don't look like the walls of an ice-cave. That's where the analogy breaks down.

This time last week we had family to stay and ended up sleeping in front of the fire. Hadn't been looking forward to this but when it came to it, I really enjoyed myself. Tempted to throw another few logs on and crash there now.

Heartened to see that Oxfordshire county libraries have just ordered 3 copies of Invisible. Yay!

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