Tuesday, 23 April 2013

The Grave Tattoo by Val McDermid ~ A Tuesday Teaser post

"Anthony hadn't exactly played Cupid; he would have shivered with horror at the mere idea of being thought to have such base motives. But he had invited them both for dinner with him and his wife Deborah and if not exactly the midwife, he had certainly been present at the birth of their interest in each other."

The Grave Tatto a psychological suspense thriller that mixes history, heritage and heinous crimes written by award-winning and Number One bestselling Val McDermid

  • ISBN-10: 0007344600
  • ISBN-13: 978-0007344604
A 200 year-old-secret is now a matter of life and death.
And it could be worth a fortune.
It's summer in the Lake District and heavy rain over the fells has uncovered a bizarrely tattooed body. Could it be linked to the old rumour that Fletcher Christian, mutinous First Mate on the Bounty, had secretly returned to England?
Scholar Jane Gresham wants to find out. She believes that the Lakeland poet William Wordsworth, a friend of Christian's, may have sheltered the fugitive and turned his tale into an epic poem – which has since disappeared.
But as she follows each lead, death is hard on her heels. The centuries-old mystery is putting lives at risk. And it isn't just the truth that is waiting to be discovered, but a bounty worth millions …

 This is a Teaser Tuesday post, see more here, to join in :

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:
• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

Monday, 22 April 2013

A Blythe post from Easter 2008 and yes there was snow!

Over the years I've been a bit of a serial blogger, starting a blog and abandoning it because I haven't posted for a while. I'm going to try really hard to just keep this one going even when I go missing for months.

 I was reminded of my bad blogging habits when I saw this post of mine from a long abandoned blog :

Constance woke Easter Sunday to see snow for the very first time. She was so excited that she rushed outside in her old dressing gown of course the inevitable happened!

Up you get Constance your pet ponies are waiting for a sugar lump or two.

Saturday, 30 March 2013

Monday, 4 March 2013

Red Nose Day Dolls - Mac goes camping

Mac goes camping in his sitting room...for COMIC RELIEF :-)
A group of v. talented people have been working on Red Nose Day Dolls to auction for Comic Relief:

"Mac is just one of the hand made RED NOSE DAY DOLLS created to be auctioned on Ebay, by Ros Badger and Emma Mitchell for Comic Relief 2013. In this unique collaborative craft project, Mac, and his 3 girl doll friends, are fabulously dressed, by a group (20+) of designer/makers asked to create their own pieces for the dolls. They are indeed bedecked, bejewelled and accessorized from head to toe, pets included. Karen Boatwright  is just one of the makers involved...  loved making this little film etc to support a truly enchanting project for a truly great cause.
PLEASE help support Comic Relief by bidding for one of the Red Nose Day Dolls...auctions start on 7th March!!!

Karen Boatwright

Follow the Red Nose Day Dolls on:
Twitter @rednosedaydolls

You can also follow on Twitter, Karen @handihead, Ros at @rosbadger, Emma at @silverpebble2, Emma H (Salty) @SewRecycled"
 Source:  YouTube

Thursday, 21 February 2013

Art Deco plastic buckles - Vintage Friday

These vintage buckles are now in the Etsy shop Essential Curiosities at £2.50 each.
(Reminder to self: We are now over halfway through February so a half price January sale isn't really appropriate!)

Wednesday, 20 February 2013

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening – by Robert Frost (1874-1963) Weekly Poem

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it’s queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

This was one of my Mother's favourite poems, consequently I'm rather fond of it myself.
 More on the poet Robert Frost here.
Image courtesy of My Equestrian World.