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In the good old days:

Change of Season Haiku

above

the dead leaves

huge golden moon

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a black umbrella

flapping on the road

spine shattered

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spring rain

a little glint of rainbow

on the smallest cloud

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Elizabeth Jenkins: The Tortoise And The Hare

Anthony Horowitz : The Twist of a Knife

As my days are currently being consumed by a deep de-cluttering, I am only capable of reading books that require little thought. I dropped into the library for some crime reading and, even though I said I wouldn’t do it again, came away with the latest Anthony Horowitz.

Keigo Higashino: Malice

First impressions of Dracula…

Deidre shoved Dracula into my school bag as we were leaving. She put her finger to her lips and I knew it was one of those books. A secret.

I read in bed by torchlight. It was dull at first,

Fun for wordlovers

Jennifer Croft : The Extinction of Irena Rey

Eight translators make their seventh pilgrimage five miles to the Belarusian border to the home of the woman they refer to as Our Author. The translators are known by their languages: Serbian, Slovenian, English, and the narrator Spanish. Swedish is new, taking the place of Czech who, they are told, has died.

The Deceptagram

Stella Gibbons : Westwood

Stella Gibbons loved Highgate. She moved there in 1936 and lived there for the next forty-six years. This book is as much about Highgate as it is about Margaret Steggles and her friend Hilda and the Challis family. I envy those who live in England and can visit there; it is a long time since I was there, and this book makes me yearn to go back.