Consciously Naive; ‘I Capture the Castle’ by Dodi Smith [1948]

There are moments when you connect to a character so completely you are unsure where they end and you begin; their lives intertwine with yours like a merging strand of DNA. We may not have had a lot of money growing up, we never went abroad, but we always did something interesting – times never felt tough. We certainly weren’t poor, holidays were travels to beachy Cornwall or trips to castles, old houses and museums. ………

Such Fun!: ‘Is it Just Me? by Miranda Hart [2012]

I have had an epiphany; well, a realisation; well, a thought – my film taste is the total opposite to my literary. On a small and effortless quest during one massive bout of procrastination, I began listing my favourite films – anything not Tarantino or Ghibli was either a musical or teen’s dream; Meet me in St Louis, Thoroughly Modern Millie, My Fair Lady, The Holiday, 27 Dresses, 10 Things I Hate About you, Pitch ………

Me Before You by Jojo Moyes [2012]

As I have previously stated, on many an occasion, cynical and me go way back. As the grinch of positive emotions it is important for me to point out that firstly, I am not one for romance and secondly, it is not often that I will sit down to read a chick-lit. Okay, chick-lit – which I find offensively titled at best, is wonderful once or twice a year, but in quick succession tend to ………