@Stowickthevast commiserations on the lumpectomy. I had one in 2019 followed by chemo and radiotherapy. Once it happens to you, you suddenly realise just how many women get breast cancer. Wishing you clear margins and good results. Books are the perfect gift, how kind of them.
Some health stuff here. DH had what seemed at first to be an amusing little accident injuring his foot. It snowballed after that - four trips to A&E countless trips to clinis, nurses and trauma consultants. Four weeks later he's still all bandaged up, can't drive or get shoes on and we're no nearer kowing what the prognosis is. To cap it all we both picked up a lurgy from A&E waiting rooms and now have chest infections.
Here one Moment by Liane Moriarty
Borrowbox read on kobo.
I think lots of you have read this one. I read Big Little Lies years ago and loved it, enjoyed the screen version especially the music. Read a couple of Moriarty's other books which didn't live up to BLL so I haven't read another for many years. I'll go back and try some more as I loved this.
On a plane from Hobart to Sydney an elderly woman walks down the aisle and tells passengers the date and cause of their death. The book follows several of these people and tells the woman's story. I galloped through it, an interesting tale of how people might behave if they know they are going to die. Lots of characters and I loved the first 80% though it flopped a bit towards the end. A measure of how much I like a book is the amount of quotes I highlight. Plenty in this case. I particularly like the use of the fourth wall by Cherry, the old woman.
Desire can sweep everything away on it’s path, your good sense, your catholic upbringing, your plans for next day. You may be at a stage where you have forgotten this and even the word “desire” aggravates you. But deep down you remember don’t you? I bet you do.
She and Max tossed out last minute warnings like helpful lifebuoys every time their son’s left the house from bike riding kids to new drivers to new fathers with babies. “Wear your helmet” “don’t drink too much” “drive slowly in the rain” . But you could never say it all and you could never say enough.
This is so true! My son's are grown men now and I have to resist throwing lifebuoys.
Leo has messed up badly on friends. He’s left “friends” to his wife like she leaves “lightbulbs” and “tax” to him
Following Southeastdweller's review of
Enough Said by Alan Bennett
I spotted it on Borrowbox.
I haven't read anything of his before though obviously know of him.
It spans the last ten years, he's 92 now. Even ten years ago he was battling with the vagiaries of old age. Some absolute gems in there among a lot of rambling about people I don't know - first names of his friends who may be actors or writers and you are presumed to know who they are. Enjoyed parts of it but sadly it would have been better with a lot edited out.