Susan’s Bookshelves: End of Story by Louise Swanson
Many of these blogs are about re-reads. As anyone who is kind enough to be a regular reader will know, I am...
Many of these blogs are about re-reads. As anyone who is kind enough to be a regular reader will know, I am...
Forget David Jason and Bradley Walsh. Go back to HE Bates’s 1958 short novel. No dramatisation will ever capture the glorious, hilarious,...
I read first read The Group in 1963 not long after it was published. I was a callow, shallow sixteen year old....
After I’d been accepted at Bishop Otter College to train as a teacher in 1965, I was sent a general reading list....
About 25 years ago, I hooked up with some teachers in Singapore who also ran a publishing company. At this distance I...
I’m an eclectic reader. I read most sorts and deliberately choose different levels of intensity. I used to tell my students that...
So the censors – sorry “sensitivity advisers” – have decreed that Roald Dahl’s Matilda can no longer read Rudyard Kipling. She has...
Coming back to Charlotte Bronte’s life changing, life-affirming 1847 masterpiece for at least the twelfth time is like listening to a Beethoven...