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The non-identical twins (now both about twelve weeks old) have had a very busy day.
Cat-flap wars... Magnus sits outside the back door, just biding his time and plotting...
Little Nell gets the lie of the land...
Let battle commence...
Then off out into the garden where Nell has discovered apples...
...and Magnus has learnt how to climb a tree.
We are all now absolutely exhausted.
Gillian Clarke: At the Source: A Writer's Year
'On the first day of January I open a new journal and mark the clean page with a date, location, a first sentence...it is always an unlined, hardback black book, three inches by five..The first words print the field of snow...'
Robert Macfarlane: Mountains of the Mind: a History of a Fascination
'Contemplating the immensities of deep time, you face, in a way that is both exquisite and horrifying, the total collapse of your present, compacted to nothingness by the pressures of pasts and futures too extensive to envisage...'
Tony Judt: The Memory Chalet
'Thus I realize that as a child I was observing far more than understood. Perhaps all children do this, in which case what distinguishes me is only the opportunity that catastrophic ill-health has afforded me to retrieve those observations in a consistent manner... I have a variety of uses to which I can put them. For this alone I consider myself a very lucky man.'
Text by Simon Martin: Mark Hearld's Work Book
'The artist Mark Hearld takes his inspiration from nature, creating bold, enchanting visions of the landscapes, plants and animals that surround us...'
Virginia Woolf: To The Lighthouse
“Yes, of course, if it’s fine tomorrow,” said Mrs Ramsay. “But you’ll have to be up with the lark,” she added.
To her son these words conveyed an extraordinary joy, as if it were settled, the expedition were bound to take place, and the wonder to which he had looked forward, for years and years it seemed, was, after a night’s darkness and a day’s sail, within touch...
Jane Austen: Emma
'A woman is not to marry a man merely because she is asked, or because he is attached to her, and can write a tolerable letter,'
Philip Hensher: The Missing Ink: The Lost Art of Handwriting, and Why it Still Matters
Miriam Darlington: Otter Country: In Search of the Wild Otter
Hannah Rothschild: The Baroness: The Search for Nica the Rebellious Rothschild
Kate Summerscale: Mrs Robinson's Disgrace: The Private Diary of a Victorian Lady
Phil Dampier: What's in the Queen's Handbag: And Other Royal Secrets
Merryn Williams: Effie: A Victorian Scandal - From Ruskin's Wife to Millais's Muse
Julia Blackburn: Thin Paths: Journeys in and around an Italian Mountain Village
Simon Barnes: Birdwatching With Your Eyes Closed: An Introduction to Birdsong
Aileen Ribeiro: Facing Beauty: Painted Women and Cosmetic Art
Alan Paton: Cry, the Beloved Country: A Story of Comfort in Desolation
Matthew Hollis: Now All Roads Lead to France: The Last Years of Edward Thomas
Elizabeth Speller: The Sunlight on the Garden: A Family in Love, War and Madness
Edmund de Waal: The Hare with Amber Eyes: A Hidden Inheritance
Len Chester: Bugle Boy
Father of dgr and primary historical source now published and on the shelves at a bookshop near you.
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