I am reading a lot of late. Probably because the dire weather prevents many adventures outside the confines of my four walls. Only necessary journeys. No popping out to do mindless things of no importance. Staying home and doing mindless things of no importance is the order of the day (or the week).
I have just read this book. I didn't even know I had it in the house. While scouring my book shelves for something entertaining - ie not some crappy self-help book about the pangs and yearnings (and how to deal with them) of middle aged ladies...but something light...and laughy...and witty...without too much thinking to occupy my time and mind...I stumbled across this. I must have bought it some time ago because I really didn't recognise it.
Anyway I read it - and am truly delighted that I did. Apparently it's been turned into a film. Not that I'll be watching it - not a fan of books made into films...they just never seem to get it quite right.
Anyway - the book is lovely. Truly lovely. Marks? 9 out of 10.