Monthly Archives: January 2008

Comfort Reading

This is my ultimate comfort read, and, heresy that this may be to some, is far more satisfying, and better for you, than a box of chocolates. I haven’t yet read a Georgette Heyer novel that hasn’t had fully realised … Continue reading

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And another book

I’m on a comfort reading binge, this doesn’t mean that I don’t also comfort eat, but in times of need nothing can beat rereading an old favourite and The Murder on the Links is an old favourite. It has a … Continue reading

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Nostalgia

I loved this book as a child and I have to say that I love this book as an adult. Garner’s writing is multi-layered and there are nuances to his writing that I am sure that passed me by as … Continue reading

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Not My Favourite Christie

This is the first Tommy and Tuppence novel, they are not my favourite Christie characters as I do find all the ‘old thing’ and ‘old bean’ stuff cliched, but on first release this book sold very well, so it may … Continue reading

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Silk

I would have loved to have been able to read this in the original Italian, but as I can’t I have to celebrate Ann Goldstein’s translation which is beautifully delicate, just like the material it describes. I don’t want to … Continue reading

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The beginnings

This is the first book Agatha Christie published and the one that introduced Hercule Poirot to the world. The story was inspired by her experiences working at the Torbay Dispensary during WWI and of all the criticisms that could be … Continue reading

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Sweeney Todd

I have a confession to make, I hate musicals. This is completely my Dad’s fault as whenever a musical was playing on television over Christmas or on a Sunday afternoon, he would growl, rustle his paper and point out every … Continue reading

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