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Tuesday, 27 May 2014

As a child I was an avid reader. My head was constantly buried in a book and I read anything I could get my hands on (including many cereal boxes). I read and reread all of the Harry Potter books while on holiday, I devoured Lord of the Rings and I owned every Jacqueline Wilson book going. I would even lock myself in the bathroom just to read a chapter or two of a book without anyone disturbing me.

My interest in reading dwindled by the time I hit my teenage years. I happily read every book the teachers gave me at primary school but at high school it was different. Reading books was all fine and dandy but having to write essays and completely dissect each novel I read sucked all of the fun out of it. I was reading for grades, not for fun.

Once I escaped school (i.e. was kicked out) I swore to myself I would start reading again and I managed it for one whole summer. I tried again a few months ago but gave up after 3 books. I’m now attempting it again and I’m determined to get through more than 3 books before giving up and it’s starting with these 2 purchases:

I’ve read a fair few autobiographies in my time but nothing appeals to me more than Guy Martin’s autobiography. Anyone who knows me will know I absolutely love this man but there’s more to my desire to read this book than sheer admiration. I grew up surrounded by motorbikes. I look forward to the British Superbikes at my local racing circuit every year and I am literally counting down the days to the Isle of Man TT.

Guy Martin’s autobiography is all motorbikes (with a failed orgy thrown in for good measure) and I am lapping it all up. I’m about a third of the way through right now so the review will be coming soon. I swear I won’t make the review entirely about motorbikes.

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Tamara Mellon’s autobiography may be the bipolar opposite to Guy Martin’s but shoes is another love of mine so they somewhat go hand in hand. Tamara Mellon’s name jumped out at me while I was standing in Waterstones and after a giddy moment and a quick explanation as to who she is to the people I was with, I bought it. I haven’t started it just yet as I’m not convinced my brain can handle 2 books at once anymore but I’m rather excited to do so.

I’m hoping my enthusiasm for Guy Martin’s autobiography will still be around for Tamara Mellon’s and when I finally decide to read a fictional book. I have an incredibly short attention span so this could go horribly wrong very quickly. Wish me luck!

P.S When did hardbacks start costing £20? £40 for 2 average sized books is a little extreme is it not? How old am I sounding right now!

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