you've show us all how to dream dreams again. You've shown us how to fight for the things we love, and I hope you will never stop. I'm so glad the sun is shining today. It will make it so much easier to see that sometimes it's not only windows that let in the light. It's not a feeling I've been used to experiencing much lately, but I'm encouraged that I can still recognise its warm hug. Ellie's cottage - The whole time I was reading, I just kept picturing the cottage in the movie The Holiday. I love when I can get a good mental image in my mind's eye. I thought that the plot of the book was interesting ... a massive amount of time passes while in the book and even though there are large chunks of time missing from being explained or delved into, it wasn't a bad thing. Davies somehow accounted for these chunks and had the book flow steadily along. I really enjoyed the pacing of everything that happened within the book.

I fell in love with Letting in Light, hook, line and sinker. It’s such a gorgeous novel, filled with great characters and intriguing plot lines which are both light and dark. If you have not seen this performance of Anthem, I can assure you it is an absolute joy. Cohen first recites the chorus that has become such an inspiration for me. I hope it does for you, too. Poignant, compelling and extensively researched . . . I cannot wait to find out what happens next to these characters' Sarah's Vignettes

Summary of Letting in the Light

Leonard Evetts’ connection with Newcastle University was longstanding. After a period lecturing for the College of Art in Edinburgh, Leonard Evetts began working for King’s College Newcastle in 1937, lecturing in art and teaching students to design and produce stained glass pieces. When in 1963 Kings College became Newcastle University, Evetts became head of the School of Design and remained in the post until retiring in 1974. ‘Soliloquy for Assiduous Grozer’. This short poem was written by Evetts in the 1960s. It was to tease a student who often did not cut his glass correctly, and needed to “groze” the edges to reduce its size. Newcastle University Shield of Arms. Third, unless you are a very good friend with great qualities to outweigh this downer, I really just don't care for pointless cussing. I find it disrespectful to others and expressive of contempt in general. If you've just busted your toe, or broken a plate you love, or lost two hours of work because the computer blitzed and you hadn't remembered to save anything - I get it. Cussing is perfect for such times to relieve anxiety and aptly express the moment. But to use profanity for no reason, you have to be a super good friend or my attention simply walks away. I wouldn't put a book down just because of Davies' admittedly fairly-low level of swearing use, but with other factors adding to my discontent, it is part of the picture. Night draws in relatively early in Makutopora and when it’s dark, it’s really dark. In the past, Maria had no alternative but to close her shop. More than just romance - There was friendship and family and community. And while there was also romance, it wasn't overly sappy. I also appreciated that the bedroom scenes were more suggestion than explicit, because it felt more true to the character of the story itself. Titled “Letting in the Light”, the new show explores one of the most important elements in any artist’s toolbox – light: what is it; how it changes; how you can play with it and how it affects both the artist’s view of what they’re creating and the viewer’s perception of what they’re seeing? Hilary Barry – Turning Around (30 x 30 cm) Oil on board

The committee put a red daub on the map to indicate trouble. Then it asked those police captains who had not spoken to show them where their precincts were, and why they had no trouble. Every one of them put his finger on a green spot that marked a park. Her movements were graceful as she lifted the painting off the wall and wrapped it carefully in tissue and then brown paper. I came to realise she did me a favour. There is no benefit in holding onto false hope, endlessly seeking a cure, or a way I could be patched up to prevent further brokenness. In her poem, The Unbroken, Rashani Réa encourages us to find strength in our brokenness:Columba Poems (St Andrew Press, 2005) ‘Enjoying [Kenneth Steven’s work] intensely – style and subject. - Ted Hughes