Apologies for my absence. I was struck down by summer flu, but am now en-route to recovery thanks to time, vitamins, a beloved gent bringing me food and cups of tea, and the discovery of Naked Girls Reading.

Yes. There’s an event called “Naked Girls Reading” that delivers exactly what it promises to. If there’s anything in the world that I adore as much as burying myself in a book, it’s the sight of beautiful breasts and buttocks, and my favourite activities have now converged to celebrate luscious ladies and literature. An eclectic collection of bookish burlesque performers and bloggers take to the stage at each themed event, performing nude readings of various works that range from classics to poetry, contemporary fiction to fairy tales, and from Mae West quotes to Leonard Cohen lyrics. It’s a book club like few have ever experienced, and now it’s on its way to London.

They haven’t set a date yet, but I’ll be there with bells on!

(And possibly some body glitter.)

Find out more at NakedGirlsReading.com.