Reading Round-up (now fortified with knitting and library news)

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I’ve been purchasing! I really can’t afford it, but BARGAINS! I was looking for all the Tommy and Tuppences. Amazon had the price for one book as £7.99, and I got the whole… Continue reading

The dark magic of Patricia Highsmith

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I discovered Patricia Highsmith’s malevolent genius earlier this year when I read The Talented Mr Ripley (1955). I’m a sucker for a good thriller, and the actions of Highsmith’s lovable psychopath, Tom Ripley, had me… Continue reading

I’ve had an Agatha Christie weekend!

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Alas, I don’t mean I’ve spent the weekend in a stately home watching actors bite the dust or clutching pearls (possibly both at the same time). Nope, I mean I read the Poirot… Continue reading

Oops! I did it again

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A couple of weekends ago I headed off for a much looked forward to reunion with some old friends from my Brighton book group. I’m still a member, reading the monthly book choices… Continue reading

You must not read from the book!

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For the past couple of weeks I’ve been clad in a dressing gown, tripping off my nut on dihydrocodeine, and nursing a small patchwork quilt of stitches in my mouth (routine surgery, nothing that… Continue reading

#AW80Books: Madeleine Thien’s ‘Do Not Say We Have Nothing’

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Some books are so brilliant, they’re difficult to put down. Sometimes the opposite is true, too. A novel can be so powerful that it can’t be rushed, so important that I need to… Continue reading

Ernest Hemingway: My New Guilty Pleasure

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I’ve collected quite a number of Hemingway’s books over the years, but until recently I’d never read any. This is because any mention of Hemingway is usually accompanied by talk of misogyny, bull-fighting,… Continue reading

It was all going so well until….

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Having failed to complete my #20 books of Summer reading challenge (as hosted by Cathy at 746books ) and only getting one book through Anthony Powell’s A Dance to the Music of Time which I’d… Continue reading

The Plantagenets

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The price of living with more settled times with regards to the monarchy, is that Shakespeare would have very little history play material. Tales of Prince Phillip’s racism, Prince Andrew’s private flight expenses,… Continue reading

Just Beam The Words To My Brain!

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When are scientists going to get off their bums and invent a behind-the-eye or visual cortex Kindle? I have got very little reading done this week due to being tired, and disobedient eyes.… Continue reading