I seem to keep on finding questions about reading. Could it be that readers are downright nosy curious creatures? Which horror book did you find the scariest? I tend to avoid the horror genre but read a couple via my old book club. From those I'd nominate a book written by the master's son -... Continue Reading →
We’re having a heatwave, a tropical heatwave…
So goes the Irving Berlin song which was sung by Ethel Merman (and while I may not be that old, my musical knowledge isπ) And we certainly are having a heatwave, although I know we're in no way alone in that. France has been suffering with hotter temperatures than the UK, and I know these... Continue Reading →