There are eight stories in this book and they take place across worlds different from our own and from each other. I think this was the first Le Guin I ever read, and I think it’s still my favourite.
I dread to think what Mary Poppins would make of my kitchen. Spit-spot isn’t the word. Nevertheless.
I only discovered Luci Shaw a few months ago. I still have a lot of green to listen to.
Everything I know about the general theory of relativity, everything I know about thought experiments, most of what I know about questions in general, really, comes from the Uncle Albert books. I used to have Ask Uncle Albert: 100 1/2 tricky science questions answered, but I don’t know where it’s gone. Which is a pity, because it would have worked very well for this prompt, and, in fact, this whole series.
I have a fair few craft books. Half a shelf, maybe? They’re mostly about either beading or patchwork. I very rarely make anything straight out of them; I tend to use them as a reference for techniques I can’t quite do yet, or just flick through looking at the pretty pictures. (This is not a pretty picture. Sorry.)
I had heard of this book, which is about St Teresa of Avila and St Thérèse of Lisieux, before. Until I picked it up in Oxfam a couple of weeks ago I had somehow managed to miss the fact that it was written by Vita Sackville-West.
When I was in my early teens, this book was one of my absolute favourites. It’s about a British teenager who finds himself in Romania just as the Ceaucescu regime is falling. I loved it for the idealism, for the music (the narrator is a member of a youth orchestra), for the sense of hope.
The lanyard came from a friend of my father’s who used to work for the EU, and is included with a certain wistfulness.