Still in a rewriting haze

I wanted to have it finished today but it's being slippery. I hate slippery. Things are falling into place though, that's the great thing about this stage, connecting everything up, you suddenly realise there IS method to your madness and you're a lot smarter than you thought you were. Or you discover there's more madness than method which was me at about 3 o'clock this afternoon. I might have done something interesting like gibber in the hallway but a very nice man came to buy our television and I didn't want to scare him away.

Anyway, for those of you who haven't got round to looking at the new site (or my shadowy yet carefree face) here's a little tempter. Martin and I thought it might be nice to put a few bookplates on there. We'll be adding some more later, hopefully. The black and white one is from an actual set of bookplates made for moi truly by Zoe a few years ago for Christmas. I am glad it's got a new lease of life. It's also the image on my long ago, ne'er pursued book-crossing page (it felt sordid leaving books in public, like littering - and these days, I'm more a library girl, but I love the idea of it.)