ROMANCING THE GENRES - A VALENTINE'S GIFT
I think I’ve probably mentioned numerous times , I grew up on romances, the first one being read to me by my older sister, Margaret. The Princess Bride – still one of my favourite tales. Then there were those naughty little Mills and Boon my mother kept on her bookshelf with enticing covers which hinted of passion. Where we lived, we had a mobile library. Every Tuesday we could get 6 more books out and no, I did not choose children’s books specifically, I chose adventure, romance, love and life. Some of my favourite books are the ones that defy age groups. I was read the Hobbit when I was about seven by a fantastic English teacher. The Lord of the Rings was given as a gift when I was twelve. But I must admit to enjoying those reads I wasn’t really supposed to have. When the Lion Feeds, Wilbur Smith. At the age of fourteen, when I picked it up after my dad had finished reading it, he quietly went to my mum and asked if it was appropriate. Her reply – if it’s not, sh