Bank Holiday yeuk, big moon and books.

The big moon.

 So here is the big moon phenomenen. 


Last night I told the DP to go and take spooky pictures of said moon at St. Combs Cemetery.  I had read that all you needed was a North East horizon as the sun set.  Well, thats where we are, on the North East.  So he checked the exact time of the sun setting and off he went.  Intending to take award winning spooky pics of huge moon.

 St Combs cemetery.


Unfortunately this did not quite work out the way I had planned.  The sun was set, but where was the bloody moon?


Some hours later he took the photograph of the moon which was most definitely South, South East of us.  (Yet again everything is described as from  bloody London.)


However come this morning he did get this spooky picture of a local farm with mist rising from the pond, and possibly a heron also rising.

And met Brer Fox.

And a swallow.

Earlier today I was reading others blogs and Making it Vintage triggered many memories of childhood books.  Not just my own but those read to our daughters.

So I went and had a a look at my bottom shelf.  The bottom shelf is the place I have put these books as they are easier to be selected from by a small child.,  


Ah, the memories.  Before I could stop myself I had picked one up and was away....  
So what book memories do you have?