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|author=Charlie Huston
|title=My Dead Body (Joe Pitt Casebook)
|rating=4
|genre=Horror
|summary=Joe Pitt's New York is one riddled with Vampyres, infected by a Vyrus that makes them drink blood and die in the sun. It is also a wasteland of lawless tribes of Vampyres, gang warfare carving up Manhattan into territories, each with their own leaders, specialist workers, fighters, animosities. As we start book five, Joe's New York is actually a subterranean one, as he hides from everyone in the sewers and tunnels, until the enterprise of a top dog character flushes him out, and tells Pitt to find his daughter - a messianic poster girl for the future of the city.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1841496820</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Aeronwy Thomas
|summary=In the summer of 1913 relations with Germany were deteriorating steadily, but there didn't seem to be any connection with the international situation when a London clerk, George Stephens, was found dead in a country lane on the edge of Dartmoor. The moor had been his passion and he'd always been keen to escape London and return to Devon. It was an odd death but in all probability it would have been put down as an accident if George's mother had not announced that George was the son of the Kaiser. Despite her fondness for gin the story she told was oddly compelling and when it was linked up with the fact that two German officers had been staying at a nearby farm George's death seemed less and less like an accident.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1904744230</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Ursula K Le Guin
|title=The Left Hand of Darkness
|rating=5
|genre=Science Fiction
|summary=It's hard to believe that ''The Left Hand of Darkness'' dates back to 1969: forty years on, it reads as well, or even better, then when it was originally written, and - deservedly - enjoys a classic status in the science-fiction canon, as well as being perhaps the best known sci-fi novel by Ursula LeGuin.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1841496065</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Michael Lewis
|title=The Blind Side
|rating=4
|genre=Sport
|summary=I think my husband was a little taken aback to see me curled up on the sofa engrossed in a book about American Football. I suppose I should admit that I didn't actually know it was going to be about American Football. Well, I knew it was about a boy who ''played'' American Football, but I'd thought that was just going to be the background story, you know, like in ''Jerry Maguire''. So the first chapter seemed to go on and on forever, and I thought my head might pop from reading about quarterbacks and blind sides and plays and offence and defence and running statistics...but then somehow I stumbled to the real heart of the story; the story of Michael Oher, a young African-American from the slums of Memphis whose father was never around, and whose mother was a drug addict and lost him to social services at a young age.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>039333838X</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Philippa Pearce and Helen Craig
|title=A Finder's Magic
|rating=4.5
|genre=Confident Readers
|summary=Till (that's short for Tillawn) has lost his dog Bess and he has no idea how he's going to find her until a mysterious stranger appears. Mr Finder interviews various witnesses, including a cat, a mole, a heron and Miss Mousey. It's not what Miss Mousey says that gives Mr Finder the vital clue as to what has happened to Bess, but the sketch she made of the riverbank at the time that Bess went missing. There's a lot of magic in the quest to find Bess, but it's all very confusing for Till and at one point he even doubts the motives of Mr Finder.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1406319821</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Rachel Isadora and Clement Clarke Moore
|title=The Night Before Christmas
|rating=4
|genre=For Sharing
|summary=Everyone knows and loves Clement Clarke Moore's poem ''A Visit From St Nicholas''. Even if you don't go the whole hog, gathering the family round by the log fire, and reading it together, its opening line of '''Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse...'' fills you with a warm glow. You can practically smell the mulled wine and hear the snores of Auntie Gertrude during the Queen's Speech. It's an absolute classic.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0399254080</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Jack Ludlow
|title=Warriors
|rating=3.5
|genre=Historical Fiction
|summary=Arduin of Fassano is paid by Michael Doukeianos, a young Byzantine general, to keep the peace in Apulia. Arduin is a Lombard, however, and secretly plans to revolt and take Apulia for himself, hiring a group of Norman mercenaries to help him do the job. These Normans are William de Hauteville and his brothers, famed warriors with their own conflicts and a desire to gain titles and wealth for their sons. Even if Arduin and the Normans could take Apulia, there are no guarantees that they could hold it in a land full of treachery and bribes.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0749007559</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Jo Berry
|title=The Ultimate DVD Easter Egg Guide: How to Access the Hidden Extras on Your DVD
|rating=4.5
|genre=Entertainment
|summary=Consider the Easter Egg - at least in the way DVD collectors mean. Sometimes a pointless hidden add-on, that is there for no reason. Sometimes they can be a priceless bonus, seemingly gifted by the disc producers to those in the know, costing - at least in the case of some animated instances - many thousands of pounds. Some oik on set with a camcorder, they are not. I've been guilty several times of clicking away in directions the menus don't seem to encourage on the off-chance I find something (or, on a PC, just sweeping the PC mouse over any and every title card in case it highlights something previously invisible). Forcing several titles and chapters by going straight to them in case they're something secret is not a hobby I like to admit to.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0752875205</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Frances Day
|title=Dead Cat With Firelighter
|rating=3
|genre=General Fiction
|summary=We're in the world of modern art. A couple who met at art college are on the verge of breaking up, as her success at fine arts is only bettered by his sudden rise to fame in the world of his conceptual, pompous bits of (almost literally) rubbish and nothing. We're also in the world of the wannabe stars and starlets, trying to make the jump from well-thought of provincial comedy theatre to Hollywood. And in the background in both instances, are guru-type Svengalis, pulling strings, and aiming to do as much as is morally justifiable - and a lot more - to get their charges to fame. And a bit of contract killing and murder on the side.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>0954337751</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Frances Fyfield
|title=Cold to the Touch
|rating=4
|genre=Crime
|summary=There's something obsessive about Jessica Hurly. When Sarah Fortune encounters her on a cold, dark London morning, she's distraught because the man who fills all her thoughts has rejected her and it seems that her mother wants nothing to do with her. Jess is a talented chef but she's short of work – the occasion when she emptied a tureen of soup over the host at a dinner party did not enhance her reputation even if all the other guests were secretly delighted. Sarah senses her vulnerability, but it's Jess who organises the let of one of her mother's cottages in the sea-side town where she grew up so that Sarah can have a long break from the flat where she still smells a recent fire.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1847441092</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Shirley Williams
|title=Climbing the Bookshelves: The Autobiography of Shirley Williams
|rating=4.5
|genre=Autobiography
|summary=Who could resist a title like that? And is this some lesser-known Shirley Williams, recalling a life spent in libraries? The answer to the latter is no.
Shirley Catlin, as she was born, tells us in the early pages of this memoir that during her childhood her father encouraged her to climb the bookshelves in their Chelsea house, right up to the ceiling. It was a secret between the two of them, as her mother, Testament of Youth Author Vera Brittain, would have immediately anticipated cracked skulls and broken arms.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1844084760</amazonuk>
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{{newreview
|author=Vyvyen Brendon
|title=Prep School Children: A Class Apart Over Two Centuries
|rating=4
|genre=Home and Family
|summary=''Prep School Children'' is Vyvyen Brendon's second collection (''Children of the Raj'' was the first). It explores the pupil experience, using primary sources like weekly letters home, memoirs and interviews, and less immediate material such as fiction, school magazines and headmasters' biographies. I came to the book with some questions: what was it like to be a boarder at a prep school? What difference did a prep school education make to life as an adult? Why parents might send their children to such schools when the horrors were well-known, many of the dads presumably having survived the experience themselves.
|amazonuk=<amazonuk>1847062873</amazonuk>
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