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Friday, 15 April 2016


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I endorse you daughter's decision to be a unicorn. When I was a kid I was not creative enough to want to be one but I did want to have one! How did you manage to find snails that are picky eaters? Not even hosta leaves? Snails love hosta! I think your snails must be defective ;)

Lory @ Emerald City Book Review

I'm in that "not inspired to write reviews even about books that are good" mode a lot lately. But I did manage to write one for Elizabeth goudge Day (The Rosemary Tree) and I'm so glad you have it in mind to! Looking forward...even though I'll be leaving for Washington that day so responses may be a bit delayed. happy spring to you!


I know that reading button reviewing mode vey well. But life must go on, and snails must be encouraged to eat -- why, though, I wonder? Most people would be delighted to have fasting snails in their gardens. I suppose they are part of the zoo...


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In theory I applaud her decision to be a unicorn, Stefanie, in practice I am a little torn. I prefer her other ambition, to be a 'famous draw-er', mainly of unicorns. I think my snails are defective too. Is there a place to which I can send them back?

Oooh, Lory, I'm looking forward to reading that! Perhaps it's the fag end of winter, and our writing energies will revive with the spring? In any case, I hope you have a lovely time in Washington.

Ha, Harriet, yes, these snails are living in captivity in our kitchen; they are my daughter's pets but I am the one who must actually take care of them. And I have to be a little careful, because we had snails last year and Ann Rushout escaped and was never seen again. I hope she made it out. Anyway, it seems that THESE snails will deign to eat out-of-season, expensive lettuce purchased especially for them at the supermarket. With such preferences, I have no idea how they planned to survive in my garden.

Faye @ Literasaurus

This made me laugh out loud. Although 'The Last Unicorn' is a childhood favourite that these days reduces me to abject weeping (how, as a child, could I never see just how sad it is?!). You also reminded me of a really lovely day in Paris that proved how many of the best things come when you don't make plans. Having TWICE visited Paris during museum staff strikes, I'd finished kicking closed doors in frustration when we ended up purely by chance in the Musee du Moyen Age staring at the Lady and the Unicorn, which I'd heard of only as the inspiration for the Gryffindor Common Room in the HP films... And it was all the sweeter for having found it by chance. Good luck with the Belgian Highway Code. x

Jenny @ Reading the End

Your daughter's ambition is admirable! Why shouldn't she be a unicorn! But, er, don't take her to the Cloisters if you're ever in New York. They have all those unicorn-hunting tapestries there, and when I visited, many parents were attempting to explain to many (some weeping) children why the unicorns was so awfully dead at the end.


It IS sad, isn't it, Faye? But a lovely kind of sadness. Luckily for my dignity, it's hard to weep when someone is prancing around BEING a unicorn and squeaking (it seems real unicorns don't whinny, they emit a high-pitched shriek). I am tempted to read the book now, but it seems complicated to track a copy down in Europe. How frustrating about the strikes, but I'm glad that there was a happy ending once at least.

Thanks for the good wishes about the Highway Code, if only it wasn't so deadly boring. Perhaps if they added unicorns I'd pay more attention.

Jenny, thank you for the tip! That's a tough lesson for children to learn. Yes, it's beautiful and then we kill it.


Amassing books and reading a lot, two good things. I think it is charming that your daughter has a goal of becoming a unicorn. They are quite rare and pretty. I saw those wonderful unicorn tapestries in Paris.


Hello Terra, thank you so much for commenting! Yes, they are good things, aren't they? Sadly, my partner remains to be convinced and moans on about floors are to be walked on, stairs aren't bookshelves, etc. etc.

I should love to see those tapestries, how lovely that you have done!

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