Category Archives: Bookish rambles

where I go on about children’s books

I started something

…and, typical me, typical me, typical me, it took ages to do the last 10% and actually finish the job. But, lo and behold, I have at last made a window seat cushion and tacked up some fairy lights and I now … Continue reading

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Bedtime Stories

In the last few weeks G and I have started to read Roald Dahl books to the Microbe at bedtime. We’ve been working through the thinner ones in his box set, such as Fantastic Mr Fox, The Giraffe, the Pelly and … Continue reading

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Nursery crimes and other tales

The microbe loved being a wolf for World Book Day. So much so that he refused to take the hat off for the rest of the week. (Books schmooks, kids -it’s ALL about the dressing up!) On Friday I overheard … Continue reading

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The C Word

Last week the nursery microbes began to rehearse their nativity play. The boylet came home buzzing with the excitement of it all, wanting to sing the songs with us. We had to get him to do some explanatory renditions so … Continue reading

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New book box!

This is an official thank-you post for an item of woody genius that we are delighted with. Behold the microbe’s splendid new book box, hand-made by Pops (microbe’s grandpa) in his workshop and picked up this weekend… Since his bedroom … Continue reading

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Sad choices

It is All Hallows Eve! For modern children this means pumpkins and treats and dressing up at every opportunity.  (When I was a microbe I’m pretty sure it was just apple bobbing…  I am clearly very very old indeed.) On … Continue reading

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Still ill

Yesterday G was reading nursery rhymes to James and the one about Professor Dawkins came up… James’s reaction was to point at the Prof and say: “He bumped his head! Like a monkey!” and G replied: “Well, yes. He’s just … Continue reading

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