I guess you could say I lived out a Matilda-ish childhood, minus the dickhead parents. Having essentially taught myself how to read from before I could even crawl, reading always proved so, so much more compelling to me than the worms my friends enjoyed devouring aged 5, or the boys they liked to gossip over aged twelve till forever.
Awful news not just because they’re going to be missing out on some serious gems aka the entire Jacqueline Wilson back-catalogue, Goosebumps, The Famous Five and etc – okay sorry let me get off memory lane – but seriously there are so many good books out there. And no you can’t just watch the movie. It’s not the same thing.
I always find it really interesting to create these shopping wishlists. Apart from the fact that they’re an incredible exercise in self-restraint (which, full disclosure, I often fail), they’re also super useful in terms of even figuring out what the eff I want to be wearing each month, especially when said new month ushers in a whole new season.