Well, actually, that’s not strictly true – library day is usually Saturday, but I don’t pen a piece over the weekends – even the wicked need some rest you know.
After putting my youngest fruit-bat to bed last night, we sat and read Poppy and Max and the Lost Puppy by Sally Grindley and Lindsey Gardiner.
It was a lovely little book, nice illustrations and big words, ideal for reading with a dimmed light and a teddy.
While we were upstairs, the other pesky twigglynugs were downstairs with their dad, listening to Stephen Fry narrate the final part of the Harry Potter phenomenon, The Deathly Hallows. There couldn’t have been a better man for the job in my opinion; Stephen embodies the institution of Hogwarts wonderfully well and is such a delight to listen to. This audio book also came from our library and the boys been doing about an hour a night in a candle-lit living room, alongside a crackly fire that flicks mystical shadows around the room. Audio books are about a pound to hire and give hours of great family entertainment. Continue reading “It’s Library Day – yay!”