About Tea Leaves

“You’re the strangest person I ever met, she said & I said you too & we decided we’d know each other a long time.”
― Brian Andreas

I had reading sorted from a young age and ensured that whilst I couldn’t read myself (being only three or four years old), I would utilise those around me to do the task for me so that I didn’t waste any precious reading time. My Mother and I read the first two books in Enid Blyton’s ‘The Faraway Tree’ series in one sitting. My Father and I read ‘Mr Stampabout in a fix’ and the very next day the book was brought to life on our way tDSCF1719-2o school. Our very own Mr Stampabout was outside his cottage stamping his feet after a lorry had taken off a corner of the thatched roof. Reading came to life for me, from the moment I could understand what a book was about and has never stopped amazing me ever since.

I’ve read everything that I can get my hands on. J R Tolkien’s books were mastered when I was the tender age of nine years old alongside Watership Down (which was made for more of an adult audience I still maintain!) When I ran out of books, because, you know, pocket money didn’t always stretch that far, I raided my Dad’s bookshelf and went from Bats in the Belfry (thank you Lucy Daniel) to James Herriott.

I submerged myself in Academia from around the age that I could be bothered to do so (college time) to now as I’m working on my second degree. Whilst I love research and theory, I also love the breaks from these types of books and I enjoy delving into both fiction and biographical works to take me to another world or another lifetime.

Why the name? Well, I dabbled with a few ideas. I still maintain that Biblio-Bobbidi-Book will be my blog name but at the moment tea leaves and reads sums it up. I LOVE tea brewed in a pot, with fresh leaves. I almost want to take my pot and tea leaves to work every day but I can’t go that far, people will give me funny looks… A cup of carefully brewed Yorkshire Tea leaves and a brand new book will sort me out for the perfect weekend. Or day. I’m a fast reader and once I start…well…there’s no stopping me.

My family have always been readers. I was never told not to read. When I preferred to read rather than go out and play, I was never criticised. I didn’t turn out all that bad either from having my head buried in books! I was surrounded by love and literature growing up and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Here’s one of my incredible Grandads…he and I didn’t know each other long but this is one of the pictures that I treasure – and look – a book!

So what have I read lately?  I try and set myself a challenge each year, logging my books on Good Reads. I knew that with starting a second bachelors degree this year I would have less time for ‘fun’ reading and would be delving more into reflection and theory (Social Worker in training here). So I set myself the goal of 60 books. Last year I managed 85… We shall see how this year goes.