The easiest presents for me to buy for my loved ones at Christmas are, of course, books books books! So much so that I worry that I’ve become really rather predictable with my gift-giving over the past few years but… I still simply can’t resist! Along with the niece, who already at the age of 4 is the proud owner of countless Roald Dahl, Enid Blyton, Beatrix Potter and Roger Hargreaves collections…..my own future children will have a library to rival Belle!
The man I love always has books from me in his stocking at Christmas but I won’t put them here just in case he sees and it spoils the surprise. Instead, here is something I was thinking of but didn’t get…
16. For someone I love
Walter Mitty’s secret life came on my better half’s radar when a number of completely unconnected people (work colleagues, some random woman in the bank, etc) described him as a right ‘Walter Mitty’. Sounds fab, he thought. But what does that actually mean? The answer is fairly awesome and perfectly encompasses his adventurous, daydreamy approach to life. Climbing mountains and making plans.
In the fight NOT to buy a copy with Ben Stiller on the front, this little book isn’t in the stocking this year. Sorry my sweet.