Coffee and … A Bookish June

Apparently the end of another month is upon us. Join me in a coffee whilst I reflect on June's reading? The Coffee: This week, we're drinking an Ethiopian coffee from Steampunk. The Debeka Farm Microlot is a gorgeous brew with tasting notes of blueberry and parma violets and a lovely creamy texture. The Books: June... Continue Reading →

Books with the Boy: Mula and the Fly by Lauren Hoffmeier (illustrated by Ela Smietanka).

Hello everyone and today I am doing a review with mum about a book called Mula and the Fly by Lauren Hoffmeier and illustrated by Ela Smietanka. We were sent this book from Sweet Cherry to read and write a review about. About the Book Mula is a very sleepy tiger.But with the help of... Continue Reading →

Book Review: The Fifth: Indoctrinated City by Chris Sykes

"For the last few summers York had suffered severe heatwaves, followed by torrential downpours and flash flooding. Worries had been expressed about a global catastrophe. The government labelled them as Project Fear, which the media organisations lapped up. Those worries were soon discarded, as popular opinion mimicked the government's derision." Reading that quote, you could... Continue Reading →

Coffee and … A Happy June

It's time to look at the things that have been making me happy this month. As I write this post, I am 2 days into self-isolating because the NHS app told me I'd been in close contact with someone with Covid; I don't go many places at the moment anyway, but being told I can't... Continue Reading →

ThursTag: The LGBTQ+ Rep Book Tag

It's another Thursday and over here at Charlotte, Somewhere that can only mean one thing: tag time! This week I am sharing The LGBTQ+ Rep Book Tag which I saw on Narrative Paradise and which was originally created by The Sassy Library Fox. Female Strength: A book with a lesbian heroine Cinderella is Dead by... Continue Reading →

Book Review: Vulture by Bex Hogan

"For a moment I stare up at what I've done. I killed them. Executed them. It takes a while to notice I'm trembling, breathing hard. But not from exertion. Not from guilt. From the rush of power. And the uncomfortable realisation that I enjoyed it!" Yes, it has been a long time since I read... Continue Reading →

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