Having faulty ears, the written word is a relief for me. In fact if I had my way, we would all wear a digital subtitle necklace so that people like me whose ears don’t work that well, can actually hear more of what others say. Hence the appeal of a book: nothing need be missed.  Books teach me, inspire me and reassure me -  I am a great lover of them. In fact, if I go on a meditation retreat, along with laughing out loud and hugs, it is words that I miss most. Not the speaking of them, but the reading of them. For words have brought something to my world, that at times has been rather absent: clarity. Consequently, they have taught me much of what I don’t know. 

And whereas my ears can struggle to make sense of what people say, books give me a second chance at understanding. And so I am grateful to them and the writers that write them and their place in our world. The only challenge is that there being so many wonderful books to read – where to start? And so I tend to read about 3 or 4 books at the same time, leaving them throughout the house for some books seem to have a time of day when they come most alive. To this end, there are books by my bed to read before I fall asleep, books on the kitchen table where I write, a book in my handbag for when I use the tube and should a moment ever appear when I am with my daughter and have a moment or two, one that is placed rather wistfully in the pram, just in case... 

So, here’s a slice of my book shelf where a new book review will be added each week. And twice a year - a Read It Under The Sun list published in June for the summer and Best Books For Gifts published in December for Christmas. I hope you enjoy.