#2 Indies all over | Five Leaves Bookshop

Nottingham’s independent bookshop; filled with political literature, classics, new releases focusing on books from independent presses from around the world.

Stepping into Five Leaves feels electric: multi-coloured fairy lights adorn bookshelves, Che Guevara quotes are pressed onto windows and radical authors fill up this unassuming bookshop nestling in Long Row. It’s a bookshop that really celebrates difference, and it will make you incredibly excited to have found it for the first time, let’s take a look inside.


Location: Nottingham, City Centre

Specialism: Five Leaves’ staff do a great job creating alcoves to fit every booklovers tastes including historical non-fiction, political literature, poetry, translated fiction and a bookcase dedicated to feminist authors. A particular highlight is that Five Leaves publish their own books from local authors, books that you can only pick up through them. Their backlist includes social history, literature and political texts.


Any added extras?: Five Leaves Bookshop is popular for its regular author events, book clubs and discussion groups and readings – there are often free too! Check out upcoming events here.

Five Leaves prides itself on its support of breaking boundaries in publishing and started the Bread and Roses Award for Radical Publishing and the subsequent Little Rebels prize for books for children.



The best bit: The feminist section was ON FIRE and the section on non-fiction political texts is one of Five Leaves biggest strengths. I wanted all of adichie’s books and this fabulous A-Z (alas being unemployed isn’t great when you’re a book-hoarder):


Nearby things to do: Nottingham has been my home for five years in that time I’ve had a lot of fun. There’s countless things to do in the city centre alone: read your new book at the cutest afternoon tea rooms you’ll ever come across – White Rabbit, take part in a workshop or watch films from across the world and back in time at the best cinema you’ll ever go to – Broadway – the prices here are also a complete bargain at £4.50 if you’re a student, visit the beautiful Bromley House Library, go to another bookshop this time comic book and graphic novel specialists Page 45 or visit Batman at beautiful manor and parklands Wollaton Hall just outside of the centre.

I love this bookshop, it’s one of Nottingham’s many hidden gems if you’re in town I recommend you grab a seat and feast on the carefully curated collection of books you’ll find behind it’s doors.

A poem: Putbackable

Here’s a poem I wrote about being nice. Don’t get me wrong being a decent person is great, being kind, altruistic and loving are attributes I always aim to met. However allowing your self-worth to be crushed by constantly trying to please everyone else can be extremely demeaning, this something I’ve found to be particularly true in the last few years. So love yourself, as cheesy as it sounds, if you can master that everything else will follow!

Nice. Just nice.

Like a car going the right speed

A senseless demand that you heed

All the stories your parents tell you

The adventures you’ll never do

Being nice is being stackable, putbackable.

Not able

To say no – even though this

Is your own fate 

You’re running late

Making the madding crowds irate 

Because nothing is up to you

You put up, there’s nothing else you can do

Because you are putbackable


You see others see you as reliable

The certainty of your smile 

On early morning car-miles

Keeps them going 

So you keep your nice showing

But it’s time to show up for you

Because unpredictability is true too

Saying no and staying in with messy hair dos

Jumping on a bus, just because

So talk shit about brexit 

and think you’re it in your new outfit

Because you’re mighty

Boiling over with quick-wit 

Here’s to being able, 

Stable in your two shoes

Proud of dirt under your nails

Blazing an upwards trail

Away from the fairytale of nice

To throwing your own dice

Here’s to dismissing the fables

Able, to turn on your own tables.


I’m pretty new to writing poetry so please comment/ criticise it really helps me or introduce me to your own poetry I’d love to read it!

Kate Tempest |Two Mini Reviews!

‘She’s sleet and granite/ Space rock shattering the planet’ – Hold Your Own. 

How badass is that quote? I’ve been away for a long time adulting and I’m going to be honest it’s been really, really tough going in May and June.

I’ve decided it was high time to return to my one true love, the thing I can always depend on. IT’S TIME FOR BOOKS.

This is a Kate Tempest appreciation post, are you ready?


Hold Your Own by Kate Tempest 

Plot: Tiresias is a boy of fifteen stuck in the same old rut, trying to figure how his place in the world when he come across two snakes copulating on his way to school and hits them in his jealousy. Cursed by the greek God Hera for this act Tiresias is transformed into a woman. This new form brings pleasure, heartbreak, power, confusion and the burden finding one’s identity. As Tiresias grows older and experiences the full force of her unpredictable new womanhood, and agrees to engagement, she is transformed back into a man.

Best bits:

  • I adore everything about this poetry collection; the story, the witty asides, the effortless rhythm, the themes of identity, womanhood, loneliness and soul-searching and just how easy it was to read!
  • Usually retellings can be hit or miss for me but Tempest manages to stray just far away from the original Greek myth to create something entirely fresh. Tiresias is developed from a man cursed by the gods into an angsty teenager, a fearless woman, a heart-broken romantic and a foul-mouthed force of nature.
  • I loved how accessible, genuine and appealing Tempest’s poetry is.

What wasn’t my cup of tea: Honestly nothing, I just wished it was longer so I didn’t have to finish reading it!

Rating: Five stars and a ginger nut. I REALLY recommend this, especially if you’re just dipping your toes into poetry. It’s original, contemporary and Tempest is one of the most talent lyricists I have come across.

The Bricks that Built the Houses by Kate Tempest

Plot: Three Londoners struggling dancer-turned masseuse- turned waitress Becky, drug-dealer Harry, Leon Harry’s best friend and Pete Becky’s unemployed, dreamer boyfriend. We’ve first introduced to these unlikely friends as Leon, Harry and Becky skip town with a suitcase full of money. The novel goes back in time, narrating how dysfunctional families, unfulfilled dreams and complex relationships lead the 20-somethings into a spiral of bad choices and disillusion.

Best bits:

  • Tempest is great at narration that sounds rea; she has a unique knack at crafting believable characters that respond to situations in ways that make them come alive on the page.
  • Becky and Pete’s relationship is written in a way that doesn’t shy away from harsh realities of young relationships: rose-tinted love, fiery attraction, jealousy and heartbreak.
  • There’s a scary affinity between these four characters and every twenty-something on the brink of everything: love, the loss of the security of youth, career aspirations and keeping up with the rest of the word – read this as confirmation that you’re not alone – Tempest writes this uncertainty brilliantly!


What wasn’t my cup of tea: There are a few complex family relationships that I wish had been explored further like Harry’s complicated relationship with her mother passively disapproved of her sexuality and Becky’s feelings towards her absent parents. I think that’s mostly just my fascination with family dynamics in literature though!

Rating: 4 stars – I thought the Bricks that Built the Houses was a really solid debut, I did prefer Tempest’s poetry but I would definitely recommend this if you enjoy gritty, contemporary novels that nail themes like youth, coming of age and identity.

Have you read any of Kate Tempest’s work? I would love to know what you thought! I think I might just have to read Brand New Ancients next. I hope you’re all having a fabulous summer so far.

Fi xx

#10 Citizen: An American Lyric | A good book and a cup of tea

Citizen by Claudia Rankine is defiant, affirming and relevant. Read it to understand that oppression has never been as black and white.

This is a book that will make you want to be heard and seen. In this collection Rankine assesses microaggressions and oppression-fuelled assassinations of character that follow black people around in America and abroad. Citizen isn’t just a push for the recognition and dismantlement of systems of discrimination, there is a truly unique representation of marginalisation that resides in its pages.

Citizen is an eye-opening non-fiction/fiction collage of society. As you read it baffles you why you know the world she describes so well, yet are oblivious to some of it’s injustices. Citizen is so informed and intelligently told, and importantly, it’s difficult to stomach – and that discomfort, that obliviousness that we all unwittingly harbour, is why you must read it.


To give you a taste of the sheer variety of Citizen: Rankine writes  hard-hitting free verse on Serena Williams and the racism she has felt in her career which I found fascinating, a work surrounding the relief effort during Hurricane Katrina – a haunting poem which is one of my favourites in this collection, and one on black woman being not be seen, literally and metaphorically, by a white man in a queue.

One of the things that Rankine does so well is punctuate these poems with multimedia that throws the themes of her words into greater relief. Images of a black boy with the ripples of a hurricane’s waves across his face, a tirade of text quoting activist and author Zora Neale Hurston and a screenshot of a youtube explaining rap: these are just some of the memories of blackness that Rankine presents to us for inspection.


It’s difficult to do this poetry collection justice just using my own words, as Rankine summarises feelings of fear, anguish and the constant hum of oppression so startlingly well:

‘Daily diminishment is a low flame, a constant drip’ (p.32)

This is a line that particularly stood out to me. Several of the poems in here reflect a shared, expected reality for the black community – the expectation of being branded with alterity and invisibility – in a way that is unlike anything else I have read. The power of this book is so monumental. I’d recommend it as a non-fiction history lesson of black identity in popular culture, a vivid transportive poetry collection that teleports you across eras and back again and as a politically charged, yet human, work of literature. I cannot wait to hear even more from Rankine.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐

Read if you loved: Freedom is a Constant Struggle by Angela Davis, Linton Kwesi Johnson’s Collected Poems and The Sellout by Paul Beatty.

What have you been reading, please shower me with poetry recs!

Fi x

Indies all over #1 | Bakewell Bookshop

I really do love a good bookish series – here’s a new one!

I’m actually a secret Londoner (not so secret if you’ve heard me recount a story to my London mates in a overexcited cockney squeal) and I’ve noticed that there seems to be some lovely info about indie bookshops down south on the blogosphere and on booktube, which is great! But I’m keen to give independent bookshops across the country some more love too.

In these posts I’ll be giving you a run-down of my favourite independent bookshops, as I live in Nottingham these will largely be from the East Midlands. However I will also be reviewing any indie bookshops I come across here in the UK and abroad as well as giving you a little snippet of nearby things to do when you’re in town. SO LET’S GO.

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Location: Bakewell, Derbyshire.

Specialism: Bakewell bookshop is quite snug but still manages to be chockful of a variety of reads. Chart toppers, children’s books, non-fiction, there’s also a little table dedicated to for books to read in your lifetime featuring classics galore.


Any added extras?: An extremely cosy looking cafe attached so you can drink tea and eat all the cake as you read. Heaven? I think so.

Nearby things to do: Bakewell is a pretty picturesque little town, brimming with independent homeware shops, cafes and plenty of markets – so once you’ve spent an hour or two in Bakewell Bookshop there should be a few more stops on your list.

While we were there I ate a massive slice of delicious traditional Bakewell tart at Bakewell Tart Shop and Coffee House, visited another indie bookshop – this time it was Book End which sell second-hand copies, and had a look around Birdsong (which is a beautiful little homeware independent) and went to Bakewell’s Monday Market where there are stalls selling everything from fruit to handbags (I had to be dragged away from the jewellery stall). There’s also Chatsworth House round the corner if you fancy a historical jaunt.


The best bit: This was definitely the mystery bestseller for £5 basket! My only regret is  picking up just the one book:


The ladies who served us were lovely too, despite some technical difficulties with their sound system… if you’re reading this, thank you ladies!

Are there any independent bookshops you would recommend?


Fi x

March wrap-up (& and bookish rant) | 4 mini book reviews

Hello folks!

Right I’m going to be honest, I’m always a little startled when another month is over and I feel like I have to talk about how many books I’ve read and my malignant thoughts ultimately turn to the books I haven’t read yet.Which is ridiculous because life happens! And for me reading is usually a leisurely activity I partake in because I want to alleviate pressure, not encourage it.

This month I’ve decided to be more positive, and casual, about my humble wrap-up and not race myself to finish books by remembering how much I love the reading experience! I urge you too to ponder whether you give yourself too much slack on not achieving your reading goals.

Cue mini guilt-free, somewhat carefree, book reviews because I’m a blogging superstar irrespective of how much I read and you are too:


  1. Grief is the Thing with Feathers by Max Porter

Grief is the Thing with Feathers reveals the aftermath a mother’s death on the lives of her boys and the widow she leaves behind. This is told from a number of perspectives; the crow who mysteriously comes to visit once she passes away, her grieving husband and her two estranged sons. This is their story of ordinary days after everything a family knows falls out of place, and the coping mechanisms they develop to fill the unspeakable void. I believe this book was heavily inspired by Ted Hughes poem ‘Crow’ but the sombreness and wit are heavily reminiscent of Poe’s work.

What I adored:

  1. I loved the premise of this little novella – it’s quite plotless and is mostly a character study of the dad figure and what I read as his wild, untamed alter-ego Crow.
  2. The form: part poetry part prose part words to turn your world upside down. The lyricism of this reminded me of Ali Smith’s Autumn, I recommend reading sections aloud.
  3. I love that it was messy, unfinished, raw – because who ever did grieve perfectly?
  4. There are so many levels to this: sardonic humor, split-personalities, family turmoil but despite it’s lack of a firm plot it felt incredibly rich and well-paced.

Things that weren’t my cuppa tea:

  1. As with most novellas I read and love, I sort of wished it was a tad longer just because the character development potential was huge but it worked regardless!

Read if you loved: The Humans by Matt Haig (the theme of family, loss and witty magical realism), The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe (loquacious birds who take the piss, gothic themes, poetic genius) and Citizen by Claudia Rankine (a powerful narrative voice and lyricism)

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐


3. Paper Girls by Brian Vaughan, illustrated by Cliff Chiang

I’ve seen numerous people compare Brain Vaughan’s Paper Girls to Stranger Things and I completely agree, I’m going to admit now that I totally picked it up because I loved ST! However, I warn you it is far more fast-paced and gory than its Netflix big brother.

Paper Girls is a sci fi graphic novel which centres around four paper delivery girls who live in american suburbia. All too soon an extraterrestrial visit inverts the norms of their sleepy town.

What I adored:

  1. The characters in Paper Girls are independent young women who make no apologies for packing a lot of punch.
  2. I can already tell there’s a whole lot of backstory to come and I’m so excited to unveil what’s next.
  3. The illustrations, by Cliff Chiang , are rather lovely – recommended for fans of manga.
  4. I adore the premise, without spoiling it for you, the twist you’ll probably see coming but you’ll love regardless.
  5. Brian Vaughan writes sci fi like no one else, the flow of his words and his heaps of charm never disappoints, I urge you to read this one if you were as besotted with Saga as me!

Things that weren’t my cuppa of tea:

  1. At first, I’ve got to be honest, I did not get along with some of the traits of the characters, bearing in mind they’re 12, there’s a lot of smoking/shooting/cringey swearing…I did think the characterisation was a bit strained at first, but once you get into it you can see where Vaughan is going and released I was being a bit hypocritical!

Read if you loved: Saga by Brian Vaughan, Stranger Things, Doctor Who back in the day, and War of the Worlds/ The Sleeper Awakes/ anything by H.G Wells

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐


4. My Name is Lucy Barton by Elizabeth Strout 

My Name is Lucy Barton tells the story of Lucy a 30-something author who is visited by her estranged mother in her New York hospital bed – what follows is a series of conversations, and flashbacks, that dig deeper into their shared history than they have ever been before. This is an intricately formed and subtle book about what it means to face yourself. Strout infuses her pages with the subtexts of family trauma that ordinarily go unspoken, commented upon by her protagonist’s feverish need to write her own story, regardless of the oppositions she encounters in her personal life.

What I adored:

  1. I find books about storytelling, or writing in any form or fashion, so comforting and always great food for thought. This is one such book, it’s a glimpse into the urgency of the act of writing and writing as catharsis which reminded me a lot of Jeanette Winterson. If you enjoy realist contemporary literary fiction – this is one for you.
  2. This felt like a memoir; Lucy was likeable but flawed; imbued with a really genuine humanity, which for a work of fiction under 200 pages, is quite a remarkable feat.
  3. Again plot-less (kind of). I thought I disliked ‘plotless’ books but character studies of families and self-exploration? I’ve been digging it March, I really have.

What wasn’t my cuppa tea:

  1. I couldn’t help but want a narrative voice from Lucy’s mother and her doctor. Lucy is somewhat of an unreliable narrator, and her privacy, while essential to the plot, limits the reader’s ability to peek into certain areas of her life I was most interested in. Such a shame because this drags it down to a 4 star read for me!

Read if you loved: Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit by Jeanette Winterson or We Need to Talk about Kevin by Lionel Shriver

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐



5. Homegoing by Yaa Ysai

I also read my favourite book of the month. I could harp on about forever, unluckily for you I ALREADY HAVE – read it here if you fancy!

Overall I was lucky enough to have fabulous reading month illuminated by brilliant four and five star reads I highly, highly recommend. Have you read any of these books, or anything you would really recommend from your March reads?

Let me know in the comments! Until then happy reading.


Fi x


A poem

This is a slam poem I dreamt up on my walk to work walking by the mother with red hair who I always pass at the cash and carry and all the other commuters I see regularly…except Monday was a bad health day.

I can be hesitant publishing what I write when it’s this personal but perhaps one of you can relate? This is how I feel when I’m anxious and can’t face looking passers-by in the eye (woo for accidental rhyme). I’m trying to read more poetry – are there any poets published or unpublished any of you lovely readers would recommend?

Anxiety pushes.

You push on towards me

Not seeing that we are different

I’m a footprint

You’re a typhoon, that baffles, traps

Feet stomping onwards making a


You are…LOUD

My head paces – does she, he, it know?

We are two horses in the races

And I’m just slow

Sluggish, broken down, a full-on frown

Is there a word for it?

Let down

Pressed now

Jumped up with worry

Hurrying to pass the woman with her stroller

In her rollers, on the school run

Don’t worry hun because I keep my head down


Until I feel the wind she makes as her pram brushes

By, by my side


I survived.

Fi xx

#9 Homegoing| A good book and a cup of tea

Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi. Five stars.

Heart-breaking. Conversation-starting. This is a book that can only be properly described by compounds.

Homegoing is Gyasi’s debut novel, it starts with a fire lit by an enslaved woman called Mamee. Little does Mamee know her fire will burn message across the ages long after her own death. Mamee gives birth to two children the night the fire is lit, daughters Esi and Effia. The two experience seemingly irreconcilable lives; Effia who hailed from humble beginnings is married to a white british slave owner in a castle where slaves are kept in the deepest depths of its dungeons, while Effia whom had known luxury in the Fante village is enslaved beneath in the castle’s belly racked by trauma, a terrible stench and the pain of her fellow prisoners. The story then unravels into a unbelievably intricate family tree of the two sisters as great great grandchildren tell of slavery, punishment, privilege, politics, identity, love and terrible visions of a mysterious daughters born from flames…


I so rarely close a book and actually can not stop thinking about it the whole of the next day and the day after that. Homegoing is one of those books, a book so very important and relevant to the world we live in. It’s a book that provides a resistance to fear, makes you deeply curious and instigates a flurry of what ifs that escape your tongue because they can’t all stay cooped up in your head any longer.

Read Homegoing for a unique breed of storytelling like you’ve never seen before and may never see again, richly researched and boldly imagined depictions of the Asante and Fante people, colonialism and the slave trade, love, hatred and what it means to be human when you are made to feel anything but. Have you read it yet?


Fi xx






Ireland | Imperfect writers, quaint pubs & other-worldly beaches

A diary from our travels.

You have set yourself to music ~ Oscar Wilde

Ireland is a place that has, quite stubbornly, set itself to music – and makes little apology for it. I couldn’t help but fall in love with a country as obstinate and prone to whim as myself.

The mountains in Killarney’s National Park dance to the background score of the wind, the trees in St Stephen’s Green groove to the chirping nattering of cautious mothers, roaring fathers and over-excited children, the pubs on the main road burst with fits of laughter, jangling music that teems through the doors spilling out into ear worms that you can’t quite shake for the rest of the day and the people that populate the streets leading up to Dublin’s Writer’s Museum ebb and flow in step with the Liffey. Why? Because it’s Ireland a space that is so beautiful it has inspired prolific creatives like Oscar Wilde, Samuel Beckett, Bram Stoker and Jonathan Swift and no corner of its green towns and riotous cities can forget this legacy.

Our December visit was characterised by two sounds: the sound our own footsteps as we got a bit lost, trampled sand and carpeted hire car floor and the sound of laughter that seems to gurgle out of me whenever I’m with Huw.

We went for a stomp on Inch beach – a haven in out-of-season December – a landscape where the sea hugs the shore which embraces the sky. Huw drank Guinness and I ate all of the spicy food (there is a superb curry house in Killarney called Uptown). We watched the fading light settle over Dublin. We reclined with Wilde. We ran across beaches and soon decided were much too beautiful and entirely too cold. We struggled to get a good artsy shot of converging mountains hanging out of a moving fiat. We listened to a concert standard pianist give flawless renditions of every song imaginable. We carolled on the green.

I’d been to Dublin before however this time I really realised how diverse this country is, this time I really went, saw and hear ( albeit a small selection) of its poetry:

You may have guessed by now our visit was as a celebration of our time together as a couple: 2 years of questionable jokes, looking after each other, exploring, learning even during the hardest of times and most importantly, chowing down on excellent food. It was the perfect long weekend, if not far too short! I couldn’t ask for a sweeter man to walk across deserted beaches alongside.

Below I have photographed one of my absolute favourite titbits from our trip to the greenest land, Oscar Wilde’s Monument in Merrion Square. I think Wilde had the right idea in setting himself and his characters to music – travelling, even if it’s not very far from home, is a means to hear a whole nation’s song alongside your own.


Have you been to the Republic of Ireland, where was your favourite stop?


Fi xx



#8 The Sun is Also a Star | A good book and a cup of tea

Nicola Yoon’s newest teen novel Everything, Everything became a bestseller for the same reason her latest read is a pleasure to snuggle up with – her writing is simply addictive. 3.5 stars.

The Sun is Also a Star follows the story of two very different teens, Natasha and Daniel, on the day they will meet for the first time. This happens to be the day that Natasha and her family will be deported back to Jamaica and the day Daniel has an interview for medicine at an ivy league college  – both are fighting their fates and one step in the right direction brings them together.


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Bits of sunshine from this book:

  1. Natasha is a determined black woman that young girls can look up to. Half of the story focuses on how Natasha successfully finds (and convinces) the best lawyer in New York to help her family fight their deportation. As a woman Natasha is intelligent, fiercely loyal and has a shed load of resilience. Sadly, black women as admirable protagonists in literature are still thin on the ground and I really noticed this as a black girl reader growing up: none of my favourite characters looked like me! Yoon’s characterisation of be-froed and self-assured Natasha is really uplifting step to increasing the black presence in popular lit.
  2. This book will make you feel warm inside. That’s a fact. As much as I’m not a fan of YA Romances Natasha and Daniel are a literary couple that just make perfect sense.
  3. I love that Yoon goes off on non-fiction tangents through TSIAAS! Her discussion of how politicised hair has become in the African American community stands out for me as opening several important discussions about culture, racism and inter-racial couples relationships that really need to be openly discussed today.
  4. Fate is pretty much as big as a topic as you can get but Nicola Yoon manages to present the voice of the universe without pretending to know it all. That’s a pretty admirable feat.
  5. The theme of father-child relationships adds a interesting dynamic to The Sun is Also a Star. Daniel (who often resents his Korean father) and Natasha (who blames her father for her family’s imminent deportation) both come to terms with this relationship throughout and this process is narrated with genuine heartache and introspection.
  6. This book made me cry laugh. Cry laugh.
  7. The romance plot is supplemented with a well written sub-plot surrounding a woman called Irene. THIS BIT WILL MAKE YOU WEEP.

Things that weren’t my cup of tea:

  1. I gave this 3.5 stars because I found it a breeze to read but found the characters and the plot a bit predictable. Whereas Everything, Everything kept me guessing for longer.
  2. I’m not a great fan of the ‘it all happening on one day’ format…I find it a bit of a unsatisfying cliche, almost as bad as an ‘it was all a dream’ as an ending.
  3. Young Adult romance is usually one my least favourite genres…because I am as  cynical as they come and basically middle aged. However this book made me question my stubbornness and it is fabulous if you want to get stuck into a read that highlights what a wonderful melting pot of cultures our world is.

Read if you have loved: Everything Everything, Noughts and Crosses, One Day and Me Before You.

Have you read The Sun is Also a Star? What did you think?


Fi x