Happy birthday blog. Ten today. Cripes. Ten years since I put up an irreverent nite as Traveller Cliche - a joke that only one of my friends would get - which is pretty far reaching given the ten years of posts since.
So ten years. There's been a whole lot of travelling in that time. And a whole lot of mini adventures. The posts have eased off a bit in recent months as I've tried my hand at adulting - guess that's what a decade does to you. I'm a bit rubbish at adulting, turns out I was far better at being a perpetual kid. Who would have thought?
And the adventures are still there. Had an adventure to Hampshire to watch Hellrunner this weekend (I was supposed to do it but had to bail at the nth hour due to falling apart - another down side of being ten years older than I was in 2008) then followed it up with some Sara Pascoe shaped comedy, which made for a mighty pleasant Saturday.
And it seems that I'm still reading enough. The last four books I've read have all been ace in very different ways:
The Survival Game - Nicky Singer. It's been a while since I read any post-apocalyptic YA fiction, this hit the spot.
Children of Blood and Bone - Tomi Adeyemi. Wasn't sure about the fantasy at the start but everyone loves an allegory.
My Absolute Darling - Gabriel Tallent. A brutal book, wasn't easy going but crikey.
Home Fire - Kamila Shamsie. felt like I was a bit behind the curve with this one, but made me do a whole heap of thinking about things that I've never really thought about.
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