Jealous.

But York! Time to get a Fat Rascal from Bettys, have a mooch around The Imaginarium and buy lovely soap from the shop next door, buy a flat cap from the market, visit the second hand bookshops and the new crime bookshop, see if the daffs are out around the walls…

Ditto and here, here

The editing is not going so well but I do have a knitted ‘paper chain’ 😆

I’ve just written to the end of draft one of my novel. It’s about these people; my people. I know it’s only draft one and now the really hard work starts, but yay!

I’m at the knitting ‘paper chains’ stage of procrastination.

Alan Rickman. Always missed.

Heya, my book’s in a promotion. Less than a quid. Fill yer boots. (And, if you’d be so kind, pass it on 😎)

So you could sit on the stairs

If you wanted film, you’d need my husband’s mothballed half thesis on zombie films.

My refusal to accept suffering let me down.

Hoping there’s someone like you looking out for my boy.

Delivered mine to university two weeks ago 😢 So fast

So, can someone explain to me how *Mr* Moo is delivering the ingredient required for ice cream?

Introduce yourself using 3 books you love ❤️📚

The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
Nights at the Circus
The White Family

Blue sky - with Whitby lemon bun. I’m on me holidays.

Thank you, Lisa. And thank you for inviting me over 😘