Author Archives: Christine Babbs

Don’t you just love when a book you are reading fits perfectly with your surroundings? I experienced that feeling a year ago while in Arisaig reading ‘Ingo’ by Helen Dunmore. It was a great feeling to read about a girl … Continue reading →

A few nights ago, I was asked to read a bedtime story to a little girl and her brother.  Of course the little boy like most others lost interest after about 10 seconds so it was mainly the girl listening. … Continue reading →