The Back of the Book says
‘THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME.
OR IS THERE?
After an ‘incident’ one wet Friday night where Professor Andrew Martin is found walking naked through the streets of Cambridge, he is not feeling quite himself. 315 more words
The Tolbooth Tavern looks pretty impressive from the outside, obviously a very old construction. It is “part of the original Canongate Tolbooth which was built in 1591,” where tolls were collected from travellers entering the town. 341 more words
The Canons’ Gait seems to be an attept at a slightly classier than average traditional pub. There’s wooden panelling but it’s all painted white, sturdy leather dining room seats, spotlights everywhere, an odd semi-circular bar with a domed top and beery quotes and poems here and there on the walls. 272 more words
It’s publication day and I’ve been waiting for over a month to share this review with you. The book I’m talking about is The Book of Unknown Americans… 586 more words
Twenty years ago, I stepped through a portal into an alien world.
I had tried to find such a portal throughout my childhood. Inspired by The Lion, The Witch & the Wardrobe, I had climbed inside my grandparents’ wardrobe, pushing through coats and dresses, probing for a hidden passageway. 2,395 more words