New blog look - not sure I like it, but I am fed up with messing around with it for now.
It's about a teenage girl who goes out one night, gets drunk, gets brought home by her father, there's a row, she passes out in her room, wakes up the next morning and the whole family have disappeared - mother, father and older brother. Fast forward 25 years and her family seem to be trying to get in touch.......MWAH HAH HAH HAH. It's very readable. Got to be, for me. If I don't like the writing style within a few pages, I won't stick with it. I would be the crappest member of a book club ever. I suspect there would be limited discussion on impressions of the first two pages.....
And I have just started this:
recommended by a friend. Oh dear, they're the worst sort of books usually, because you feel hugely obliged to find it as brilliant as they do. And I rarely do. However, this is bloody HILARIOUS and I have lol'd alot over the first three chapters. This passage had me sniggering away:
'Not even every parent I knew telling me that the baby would totally disrupt my life prepared me for how much the baby would totally disrupt my life. It was like having your most difficult and demanding relation come to stay with you for ever. In fact, it would have been easier to put up with my ninety-year old great aunt coming into our bed at three in the morning: at least she might have gone back to sleep for an hour or two.'
Many a true word and all that.
Am approaching the end of March, and the end of my alcohol ban is in sight. Whilst I will be pleased at the thought of a nice glass of chilled white in the evenings, I now know it doesn't dominate my life as I feared it did - I am freeeeee!
On the down side, I have compensated the lack of alcohol for sugar in other forms. My lifelong love of all things savoury has diminished under the powerful urge for cakes and biscuits. I now have an extra layer of flab to deal with. I just cannot seem to manage anything in moderation, sigh.
1 comment:
I like the new layout. And totally know what you mean about moderation - struggling similarly here too! Oh well ... at least cakes and biscuits are cheaper than wine, she says, clutching at straws!
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