|Thank you FOSS|
|A thing of beauty etc..|
Two things: I am quite anal & a bit addicted to home & lifestyle magazines. It all started innocently enough when I first moved to St Ives into a house that I didn't like, but being pregnant couldn't be bothered to do anything other than lie on the sofa watching Friends. A year later, and I've bought my first magazine to give me some inspiration. I didn't necessarily want the ubiquitous seaside look (although it does seem to creep up on you) and had dreams of an all white chic Scandi/French type abode.
And there it was, my dream home in beautiful muted shades and eclectic furniture found in skips, auctions or inherited looms. I was hooked, and thus my bookcase also has a shelf devoted to my ongoing collection of various titles. There are also boxes of them in the loft, but they are well hidden so husband doesn't have a blue fit when he calculates how much they may have cost.
My bookcase has books by authors that I love. I cherish each book they have written, and although read quite avidly, only the precious few earn a place on the shelves. There's the obvious - Austen, Bronte, Hardy, Lawrence - but then who can blame me for these? I don't think much can top the wonder that is Jane Eyre, Emma or Lady Chatterley's Lover. I have a passion for Helen Dunmore, Joanne Harris, Annie Proulx, Ian McKewen & Bill Bryson, and they have all earned a permanent place on the shelves. I urge you to read A Short History of Nearly Everything by Bill. Especially if you were taught Chemistry by Mr Moggeridge & Physics by Mrs Perry. It is truly marvellous.
|It was probably a dog...|