In Memory: A bitter-sweet note

This isn’t something I would usually blog about or to be honest talk about, but I feel that it would be good for me to express myself, even if it’s a hard thing to do.

Today marks the first anniversary of my Granddad’s passing. He wasn’t that old; 74, but he had a great life. Not long ago I found out that he had been a professional footballer in his youth, along with many other great things.The thing about my granddad, was that he loved history. Every time I saw him he would talk about the war, or about a historical book he was reading. We would spend hours on his golden armchair talking about the things I was studying in my history lessons! I remember one time, he took me to an air-raid shelter in Brighton that he had used as a child, which was not only one of the most eye-opening experiences I’ve ever had, but the closest I had ever felt to my Granddad.

Something else my granddad taught me, was to love books. To be honest I think he’s the reason for my love of literature. When I was quite young (about 8 or 9) he introduced me to The Famous Five books. I think they were the first books series I ever read, outside of Harry Potter. I have fond memories of sitting in his garden, in the sunshine, reading The Famous Five for hours on end. I loved them! I had them on story tapes and even the computer game (which to this day is still great).

I would say that my Granddad inspired my love of books, with his bedtime stories when I stayed over, and his home-made story tapes. He was truly great at making up stories! My favourite is still the story of the snowman, who threw a gigantic tea party for the neighbourhood.

So basically, I would like to dedicate this blog post to my Granddad, who is a true inspiration to all his grandchildren. May his memory and his stories live on for all eternity.

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The science of deduction


It’s been a while since I last posted, due to all the crazy A2 exam and results hype, but thankfully that’s over for a while.

Last night I finished Sherlock Holmes: Hound of the Baskervilles. I must say for my first Sherlock Holmes novel, I was impressed. The language wasn’t as Victorian and hard to swallow as I thought, meaning that I could easily follow the story without having to look up complicated words in the dictionary.

I loved the supernatural element within the story, with the mysterious hound stalking the moor.Though I have to say, I was suspicious of the Stapleton’s from the start…The whole ‘naturalist’ vibe was giving me the creeps.
I also thought the narration from Watson was good, as it gave a newbies perspective to the case. I was actually really impressed with the story and I never would have guessed that the Stapleton’s were husband and wife! I thought that the story was full of twists and turns, and the criminal on the moor really stirred things up!

All in all, I thought it was a great book and a great start to the Sherlock series, with a gripping story to keep you guessing till the end. I will definitely be reading more Sherlock books in the future! 4.5/5