The paragraphs about the unpacking of boxes in What Katy Did At School are my absolute favourite comfort reading passages in any book I've ever read. I love the passages about clothes in Ballet Shoes in a similar way but they aren't quite as satisfying.
I don't tend to re-read unless they are those kinds of comfort reads from my youth. Like Sadik, I read fast and I often think I'd benefit from re-reading because I'd certainly retain more, but life is too short and there are just too many books (I saw an interesting analysis in the Economist the other day about reading rates and how many books you have left in a lifetime - it didn't make for fun reading but I comforted myself with the reflection that what I read, and how much, has definitely improved enormously since joining this thread a few years back).
I rather enjoyed Cloistered, having just finished it. It certainly took a dark turn that I didn't ever quite get to the bottom of, and I'd have preferred more analysis of that for it to be truly satisfying. I also wasn't ever quite convinced by her account of how she decided to join first the church and then the convent. The middle part was, I thought, rather well done though as always I'm left with more questions about the life of a nun than I am with answers. As I'm still behind with reviews, perhaps I'll make that my review of *Cloistered", which was book 50...
49 1989 by Val McDermid
This was my mystery book gift from the 50 Bookers meet up in London (alongside the ones I picked up from @elkiedee who generously brought a whole array of books for us to pick from). I’d had this on my library list for a while so was delighted to unwrap it.
Plucky investigative journalist Allie is writing for a newspaper owned by media mogul Wallace Lockhart, who may as well have “I’m Robert Maxwell” tattooed on his forehead for all the subtlety in the portrayal of the character (just as well the dead can’t sue for libel). She comes across a story that suggests patients with HIV are being moved from Edinburgh to Manchester, which leads her to East Berlin and into a murky world of big pharma, activists and geopolitics, which felt reminiscent of a Le Carre book at times.
I had a slight sense of being dropped into the middle of the conversation as this is the second book in the series, and without having read the first, I had a definite sense of missing some of the nuances of Allie and Rona’s story. At times it felt a little like a 1989-by-numbers plot – drug companies and healthcare systems letting down patients with HIV, Hillsborough, Lockerbie, the slow crumbling of the Soviet bloc, media barons up to no good, cellphones as big as bricks…you wouldn’t have written this story this way if you’d been writing at the time and so it felt occasionally a touch heavy handed, and the plot didn’t really excite me, but I loved Allie and Rona and really do want to know what happened to them before and what happens to them in the future.