Christmas Planning

It has begun! My Christmas reading list has started to be developed and planned. On the 1st December I start to read Christmas related books, to get me into the festive spirit.

I have one main tradition that I started a few years ago and that is to read The Nutcracker by E. T. A. Hoffmann but a different copy each year. I have ordered a new copy and I’m impatiently waiting for it to arrive. I am hoping it will be as pretty as it looks on the website.

I have also ordered some Christmas related books which I will post on here as soon as they arrive. I will also be taking a trip to Waterstones at some point for Christmas present shopping and I am sure I will buy some extra Christmas books then.

Here is the beginning of my Christmas list so far:-

Letters from Father Christmas by J. R. R. Tolkien

Five at the Office Christmas Party by Bruno Vincent.

Does anybody else have a Christmas reading tradition? I would love to hear your traditions or Christmas books you plan on reading. Please drop me a comment.

Lady Book Dragon


Remembrance Sunday

This Sunday when we think of all those people who made the ultimate sacrifice and we wear our poppies with pride, I will read the poems written by Wilfred Owen and reflect. Here is one for us all to share.

Dolce et Decorum Est

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,

Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,

Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs

And towards our distant rest began to trudge.

Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots

But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;

Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots

Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.



Gas! GAS! Quick boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling,

Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;

But someone still was yelling out and stumbling

And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime…

Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,

As under green sea, I saw him drowning.



In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,

He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.



If some smothering dreams you too could pace

Behind the wagon that we flung him in,

And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,

His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;

If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood

Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,

Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud

Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,-

My friend, you would not tell with such high zest

To children ardent for some desperate glory,

The old Lie: Dulce et decorum best

Pro patria mori.

Wilfred Owen


We will remember them.

Lady Book Dragon.

Remember, remember…

Good morning my fellow bloggers.

Has anyone been to a bonfire this weekend? My family always do a big bonfire for family and friends with a few fireworks. It is always a nice way to all be together and eat good food, have a few drinks, have a good chat and let off some fireworks and sparklers. This years bonfire we got on to the subject of burning the Guy, something we have not done for a few years. Then we started to chat about how the true meaning of Guy Fawkes night or Bonfire night has started to disappear and it is all about the big firework displays and bonfire. Most children do not even know who Guy Fawkes is anymore, let alone why we have Bonfire Night.


A brief history

On the 5th November 1605 Guy Fawkes a member of Gunpowder plotters was arrested guarding the explosives under the House of Lords. The people of London celebrated that the plot to kill King Charles I had been foiled by lighting bonfires all over London.  A few months later an act called Observance of 5th November Act was enforced that meant every year a day of public thanksgiving that the King had survived was to be observed and celebrated and so Guy Fawkes Night or Bonfire night was born.

Below is the full poem about the events, however, nowadays we only generally remember the first two lines.

Remember, remember the fifth of November,
Gunpowder treason and plot.
We see no reason
Why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!

Guy Fawkes, guy, t’was his intent
To blow up king and parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below
To prove old England’s overthrow.

By god’s mercy he was catch’d
With a darkened lantern and burning match.
So, holler boys, holler boys, Let the bells ring.
Holler boys, holler boys, God save the king.

And what shall we do with him?
Burn him!

Next year I fully intend on making a Guy again with a balloon head and everything and throwing it on the fire. It is time to remember and bring back our traditions and history.

Happy Guy Fawkes Night!

Lady Book Dragon

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween everyone!

How are my fellow my readers celebrating Halloween? Are you reading any spooky books? I would love to hear what you are reading so please feel free to leave me a comment.

Whilst walking my dog I was very pleased to see the neighbours getting into the spirit of things with a skeleton in their garden.

And here is one of our pumpkins. Sorry they are not very imaginative. I’m hoping to do better next year.

Happy trick or treating!

Lady Book Dragon.