It's not that I'm pedantic - I'm not going to kill over this. But I like things to be done properly.  Those who run "rough-...

I'm cat-sitting for my brother this week in rural Staffordshire. I mean for his cat. My brother isn't a cat. He's a solicitor. (...

I showed you some of the publicity pics for previous Wirral Bookfest in this post  but I have since got my mitts on 'the one that got a...

My probationary period as a library assistant is now complete - so it's time to relax.   If they want to get rid of me now, they have to...

No not those The Liver Birds - the 1970'2 sitcom by an up-and-coming Carla Lane . (Not the Liver Bards , either - a new poetry open fl...

In my last blog I mentioned the time-honoured (and in this case true) excuse of ' the dog ate it.' We all come up with excuses for o...

Would you believe some friends of mine never darken the doorstep of their local library?  'I love the smell of new books," says Ba...