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52 Lists: Books I have enjoyed.

Although I used to read lots ( I mean lots! as a kiddiwink I bordered on antisocial as I always had my head in a book), these days I’m lucky if I manage to read three novels a year. 😦 I don’t know exactly why ~ i think its maybe because I havn’t found anything so riveting recently, that I want to leave my life temporarily and get lost in a good story. I think I just need to find a good story!  But anyway here is a list of some of the books I’ve enjoyed over the years…..some are still in my bookshelf. 🙂

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Alices Adventures in Wonderland  ~  Lewis Carroll.

Wuthering Heights  ~  Emily Bronte.

Bridget Jones Diary  ~  Helen Fielding.

Let the right one in   ~  John Ajvide Lindqvist.

Harry Potter Series    ~   J K Rowling.

Dracula  ~  Bram Stoker.

Salems Lot  ~  Stephen King.

Twilight  ~  Stephanie Meyer.

A Lion called Christian  ~ Anthony Bourke & John Rendall.

The Graveyard book  ~  Neil Gamen.

The amazing Maurice and his educated rodents  ~  Terry Pratchet.

The Cat  ~  Colette.

The Lovely Bones  ~  Alice Seabold.

The Water Babies  ~  Charles Kingsley.

Game of Thrones series  ~  George R R Martin.

What are your favourite books? Any recommendations?

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Sea air ~ Morecambe, Arnside and Silverdale.

Quirky seabird sculptures adorn the promenade in Morecambe.
Quirky seabird sculptures adorn the promenade in Morecambe.

Easter Monday and blue skies and sunshine. The perfect day for a trip to the coast. We ventured firstly to the Lancashire seaside town of Morecambe, taking the scenic route through the beautiful Trough Of Bowland. Thankfully we didn’t run over any pheasants on the way. The trough is highly populated with them !

Morecambe has gone through a little revamp since my last visit. The promenade anyway is looking fantastic with its quirky seabird sculptures. The iconic Midland Hotel was brought back to its former glory and reopened a few years ago. This imposing example of art deco architecture looks over the bay.

The promenade with the Midland Hotel in the distance.
The promenade with the Midland Hotel in the distance.

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After wandering along the promenade and admiring various sculptures, rhymes and the statue of Eric Morecambe we decided to head further along the coast for our lunch. Not before having a nosy in the Old Pier bookshop which is so crammed full of old books that if a shelf fell on you , you might not be found for days. 🙂

Arnside.
Arnside.

Next stop was a few miles up the coast to the pretty village of Arnside which looks over the river Kent estuary. We bought a bit of a picnic and ate it while’st watching the world go by. 🙂 There are a few gift shops,cafes and a couple of pubs on the front to peruse if you wish.

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And then it was back to Lancashire and the nearby village of Silverdale. We walked down to the cove and watched the tide coming in ( very quickly ) over Morecambe bay. Noticed lots of people out with dogs today. We have made the decision not to get another dog until the end of the year but seeing so many playing and having fun chasing sticks in the sunshine made us smile a little longingly.

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The cove at Silverdale.
The cove at Silverdale.
A yorkie surveys his kingdom. :)
A yorkie surveys his kingdom. 🙂
Hello from Silverdale.
Hello from Silverdale.

It was interesting to find out that Silverdale has literary connections. Elisabeth Gaskell wrote some of her Bronte biography here and Charlotte Bronte apparently holidayed here herself.

This post is my April blog for the #take12trips challenge. I really loved my day by the sea in Lancashire and Cumbria. 🙂

Slinky Malinki

A few weeks ago I found myself Googling the name Slinky Malinki. Why? ,you may ask! Well we had just brought home with us a bright red pet carrier, containing a little black cat. I had not planned on getting another cat quite so soon. Our vocal adventuress Mrs Tibbs passed away in the summer. She was 15, though still bombing round the house like a wild thing and jumping up and down walls and stealing several neighbors moggie’s food. It was a shock when she fell ill and the house felt so much quieter without her. 😦

A friend alerted me to the plight of ‘Slinky’ whose owner had had to move into rented accommodation, where no cats were allowed. I saw a picture of an adorable looking black kitty with a shock of white under her chin and was immediately smitten.When we went to see her, we were told about Slinky’s sad start to life. She had been one of a box of several very young kittens abandoned outside a school one cold winter 3 years ago. None of the kittens survived except for her. Her owner had hand reared her so she was obviously a little fighter. It turned out her full name was ‘Slinky Malinki.’
Feeling curious I googled the name……….and discovered she is named after Slinky Malinki ,a mischevious black cat in a children’s story book. 🙂

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This Slinky is quite a character. A poem about him goes like this…

Slinky Malinki was blacker than black
A stalking and lurking adventurous cat
He had bright yellow eyes and a warbling wail
And a kink at the end of his very long tail

He was cheeky and cheerful
Friendly and fun
He’d chase after leaves
And he’d roll in the sun

But at night he was wicked and fiendish and sly
Through the moonlight and shadows he’d prowl and pry
What was he up to?
At night to be brief, Slinky Malinki turned into a THIEF!

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My Slinky is still getting used to her new life here. Like her namesake she seems to come alive at night and this is when she demands attention by nudging and rubbing against us. Of course we haven’t let her go out yet. I’m seriously considering keeping her in until after Christmas so she becomes properly accustomed to her new surroundings. I have heard she is a bit of a mouser so who knows what lovely presents she may bring us!

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I’m looking forward to sharing our lives with Slinky and seeing how her character develops. 🙂

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Bronte’s, Black Cats and Vistorians in Haworth.

The Parsonage in Haworth was the home of the Bronte's.
The Parsonage in Haworth was the home of the Bronte’s.

Today we spent a couple of hours walking round the cobbled streets of Haworth. I love visiting though its been a couple of years. On previous occasions it has usually been very bleak and windy up there but today the sun was shining. I actually managed to persuade the other half to take a tour of the parsonage with me. 🙂 The parsonage was of course the home of the Bronte family for many years. As children Charlotte, Emily, Anne and their brother Branwell lived, played, drew,wrote and wandered the moors here.

The Black Bull which Branwell Bronte often frequented.
The Black Bull which Branwell Bronte often frequented.

Before the tour we had a wander round. There are some deliciously old’e world’y shops along the cobbled main street. Lotions and potions galore ( and beautiful vintage inspired tea dresses too ) in Rose & Co Apothecary and old fashioned toffees in Mrs Beightons Sweet Shop. 🙂 There are even a couple of vintage shops but unfortunately they were shut today. I pressed my nose to the glass with longing when I spied some beautiful teacups in the window of Kate’s Curiosities. sigh….

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We also stopped for some lunch at Gascoigne’s Steam Brewing Company Cafe, Bar and Bistro. This is a micro brewery with its own bar and serves yummy grub too. I tried their speciality Pork Pie in mushy peas with mint sauce. Winter warming nosh !

The Bar in Gascoignes.
The Bar in Gascoignes.
Pie and Peas.
Pie and Peas.
Museum sign.
Museum sign.

Before we went into the museum we had a little walk round the grave yard. The Bronte family themselves are all buried in the crypt ( except Anne who is buried in Scarbrough, where she died ) so there were no Bronte headstones. A rather large furry cat was prowling the cemetery and he was quite a character. Sorry i couldn’t resist taking photo’s. I decided to call him Heathcliffe !

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It costs £7 to look round the Bronte museum in the Parsonage which I thought was well worth it as the ticket is actually valid for twelve months. You can reuse it within that time span as much as you like. Until 12th January there is actually a rather quirky exhibition on ( see photo above ) at the Museum. ‘Capturing The Brontes’ by Charlotte Cory is a fun and what she calls ‘Vistorian ‘ way of looking at the literary families lives in Haworth. Charlotte combines the use of vintage victorian calling cards and portraits of stuffed animals. Crazily kooky oil paintings of various ladies and gents superimposed with duck and fox heads are dotted round the various rooms and a giant stuffed giraffe graces the study. Apparently the Queen owns a Cory image of a Queen Corgi ! The exhibition continues at the Long and Ryle Gallery in London through February. Here is a very sneaky peek in Mr Brontes room. Feel a bit naughty as your not supposed to take photographs.

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Getting away from the Vistoriana exhibition ,the museum is set out with lots of information about all the Bronte family and plenty of exhibits including a dress worn by Charlotte Bronte and water colours they painted and manuscripts they wrote. I loved reading about their pets. Emily’s beloved dog ‘Keeper’ pined for her years after her death.He was quite famous himself long before Greyfriar’s Bobby.

Here are a few more pictures taken in the grounds of the Parsonage. It was really such an honor to walk round the home of the authors of such masterpieces as Jane Eyre, Wuthering Heights and Agnes Grey. 🙂

The Parsonage through the hips.
The Parsonage through the hips.
Vistorians in the window.
Vistorians in the window.
Statues of the Bronte sisters.
Statues of the Bronte sisters.
The Church in Haworth.
The Church in Haworth.

Before we left Haworth I had a hankering for baked goods so we indulged in spicy apple cake at the Cobble and Clay tearooms. :0)

Cobbles and Clay Tearooms.
Cobbles and Clay Tearooms.
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I see Cobbles. 🙂
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Nom Nom !

There’s all sorts going on in Haworth on the weekends running up to Christmas I noticed including a Victorian Christmas market ( 16th & 17th Nov), Steampunk Weekend ( 23rd &24th Nov) and Victorian weekend ( 7th & 8th Dec ) and lots more. Makes me want to visit all over again. 🙂