
An obvious choice, perhaps, and an obvious thing to do with it.
Stories that make sense

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.

Loveliest of trees, etc. Though I have to confess that I did not go about the woodlands to find these cherry blossoms, but just wandered down the road. It was raining.

Some books, you know that if you so much as pick them up, the rest of the afternoon, the rest of the weekend, will just disappear. If they’re the first in the a series, make that a fortnight you’ve just lost. And yet you open them anyway…
(I didn’t get this in Asda for £1.99. I got it in a charity shop for 50p.)