Day 11 – A book you hated
For school, in Year 11, we had to read William Golding’s Lord of the Flies. Maybe it was the fact that it was a new school, or that my teacher looked like a goat (no, really, ask Alex!) and was an absolute pedant about imagery and symbolism, or even that I believe in equality in all things and this was really, like Catcher in the Rye (another book I loathe), “a boys book”. Whatever it was, I don’t think I can ever read this book again. Luckily, we never had to buy a copy (our school rented out textbooks), otherwise there would have been a bonfire the day the exam was over.


Day 12 – The first novel you remember reading
This is an easy one. Like many children growing up in the 1990s, I was an avid reader of Roald Dahl and the first proper novel that I remember reading was Matilda. Like me, Matilda read everything she could get her hands on, and I loved reading about someone who shared my love of books (even if she was fictional). This makes me want to buy the Roald Dahl collection and re-read them all!