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love that bookshops and cafes are now combined – best of them are books for cooks,   foyles on charring cross road,  the society club in soho sells beautiful art and vintage books,  stanfords sells everything about travel,  tea and tattle has a very british tea room,  and book and kitchen has cakes downstairs.

I still love to read an actual book, not for me the kindle or iPad……….

even a pile of books can look beautiful……

strange weather in tokyo

i have just finished reading this sweet little book  –‘strange weather in tokyo’ – a very gentle tale set in tokyo about a student re- meeting with a teacher in a food bar;  essentially its about 2 lonely people who find solace in each other’s company and how their affection and bond grows. it reminds me of our wonderful trip to tokyo a year ago…..

i am now reading Rosalind Powell’s retelling of how she adopted her son;  ‘how i meet my son’ – its even more close to my heart, because i remember the day when she told me that she was just about to do this and her son became part of our trips to spain, as we both happened to have homes in the same spanish town.  i have only read the first few chapters, but Ros’s writing is both heartful, honest and interesting – i look forward to finishing it.

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wild is the wind

today is our wedding anniversary – strangely a lot of my friends have got married in January – not usually a popular month for weddings.

21 years – some days it feels like more and sometimes it feels just like a year!!  i looked at the recommended list of what to buy to celebrate a number of years, and 21 is bronze! however i bought robert a collectors edition of the David Bowie book by Mick Rock!  as with everyone, I have mourned the loss of a great icon and hero – i always said if there was one person in my life i would want to meet it would have been him……  maybe in the after life……….

thank you robert for making my life so special.and fulfilling – you are my soulmate, my best friend, my everything.

i have listened to lots of bowie songs, and although he didnt write this one, i just love his version.

Love me, love me, love me, love me
Say you do
Let me fly away
With you
For my love is like
The wind
And wild is the wind
Wild is the wind

Give me more
Than one caress
Satisfy this
Hungriness
Let the wind
Blow through your heart
For wild is the wind
Wild is the wind

You
Touch me
I hear the sound
Of mandolins
You
Kiss me
With your kiss
My life begins
You’re spring to me
All things
To me

Don’t you know you’re
Life itself

Like a leaf clings
To the tree
Oh my darling,
Cling to me
For we’re like creatures
Of the wind
Wild is the wind
Wild is the wind

You
Touch me
I hear the sound
Of mandolins
You
Kiss me
With your kiss
My life begins
You’re spring to me
All things
To me

Don’t you know you’re
Life itself

Like a leaf clings
To the tree
Oh my darling,
Cling to me
For we’re like creatures
In the wind
And wild is the wind
Wild is the wind

Wild is the wind
Wild is the wind
Wild is the wind

written by Dimitri Tiomkin and Ned Washington.

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wild swans

i finally finished this extremely long book after attempting to read it over many years – its a really good insight into chinese history through the story of three generations of women in the author’s own family – grandmother, mother and daughter – Jung Chang reveals the whole tragic history of China’s twentieth century. from bound feet and being offered as a concubine, through to leadership, hardship and struggle – wild swans is a historical documentation that is heartfully retold.  its a good book to take on a long haul trip, though its pretty hefty to carry around.

on the contrary, this thin little paper book which i am now reading ‘strange weather in tokyo’ – a very sweet tale set in tokyo about a student re meeting with a teacher in a bar is about 2 lonely people who find solace in each other’s company.  it reminds me of our wonderful trip to tokyo a year ago……

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here is beautiful ellis, my friend’s daughter who has modelled for ilovegorgeous for 5 years now, its lovely to watch them blossom……..

M train

I am just finishing reading the wonderful M Train by Patti Smith – her follow up from the exceptionally ‘Just kids’.  it took me a while to get into it, as there seems to be no running storyline, as she starts the book “Its not so easy writing about nothing”  – you realise that you are led inside the mind and dreams of this amazingly creative woman – her thoughts, her sadness, her daily coffee, her life, her brilliant mind……

my favourite paragraph is towards the end and cemented what an amazing piece of poetry, wisdom and soul Patti has created with this book.

“we want things that we cannot have. We seek to reclaim a certain moment, sound, sensation. I want to hear my mother’s voice. I want to see my children as children. Hands small, feet swift.  Everything changes. Boy grown, father dead, daughter taller than me, weeping from a bad dream.  Please stay forever, I say to the things that I know. Don’t go. Don’t grow. “

i found this beautiful poetry book , collected poems by  C Day Lewis in Any amount of books on charring cross road – i am sucker for clean simple graphics and this edition from the 1950’s caught my eye.

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