Cardigan-clutching, book-shuffling library geek. I like red lipstick, stories about amnesia and most solitary pursuits. I dislike whistling and people who talk like they are American when they're not, yo.
This blog is a magpie-like horde of literary images, bookish bits and bobs, excerpts from my teenage diaries and articles from the Daily Mail. It is dedicated to Jeremy Paxman.