In January, when all is grey and miserable, I like to pull out Laura Ingalls Wilder’s The Long Winter for a cosy comfort read. It is a timely reminder of how much worse things could be. Hey, at least I’m not snowed in for three months with nothing but dried beans to eat! I loved reading this article about the Little House series in The Guardian last week…there really is so much more to them than meets the eye. – Rachel