I had a lovely Christmas, thank you. Well, I had a lovely Christmas Day. I ate, I drank, I gazed lovingly at the pile of books I had bought my partner. Books that had a *remarkable* overlap with the ones I was dying to read. In the evening, we watched the new James Bond. I was relieved when he managed to save the world from a lethal virus and cried at the end.
You say you are your mothers daughter. Did she not come from Swedenand dies a few years ago? I think you wrote that a few years ago.Have a happy and healthy new year. All the best
There is something deeply reassuring about your posts; you see the troubles and understand the problems we face yet there is always a life affirming heart bursting through. You are one of life's joys, thank you.
My book paralysis is only matched by my music paralysis, sometimes I just cannot make a decision what to play. When, as a teenager, I only had four LPs I played them all the time. Thanks again.
I loved reading Meg Mason’s “Sorrow and Bliss”—so pleased you did too. The family gatherings at the holidays with people’s gloriously awful behavior (on the page) make it a perfect antidote to feeling home alone…
You say you are your mothers daughter. Did she not come from Swedenand dies a few years ago? I think you wrote that a few years ago.Have a happy and healthy new year. All the best
There is something deeply reassuring about your posts; you see the troubles and understand the problems we face yet there is always a life affirming heart bursting through. You are one of life's joys, thank you.
My book paralysis is only matched by my music paralysis, sometimes I just cannot make a decision what to play. When, as a teenager, I only had four LPs I played them all the time. Thanks again.
I loved reading Meg Mason’s “Sorrow and Bliss”—so pleased you did too. The family gatherings at the holidays with people’s gloriously awful behavior (on the page) make it a perfect antidote to feeling home alone…