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Dear all,
As most of you will have realised, I have popped off yet again to London. Saturday was like an oasis of calm, my sister-in-law having arranged a Spa day for us all, having rightly thought we needed a break to soothe our frazzled nerves. Massage, facial and manicure later, I was as bright as a new pin. The manicurist commented that I had nice nails, but I could not get Mr. C to corroborate.
Have gone on a Literary Spree, recent reads including:
Purple Hibiscus - set in Nigeria, with impressively psycho dad in it
My Sister's Keeper - ethical dilemmas galore, cried buckets at end, which Mr C thought was 'sweet'
Brick Lane - have meant to read it forever, and actually quite good now that I have...some confused Bengalis out there.
Now I should focus on my alternative reading list of Oxford Handbook of Clinical Medicine, BSM Pass Your Theory Test and anything the net yields on von Willebrand's disease.
posted by Atia @ 2:08 pm
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5 Comments:
Library books eh? I think we should warn Mr C about the hideous fines you have in various libraries up north....
Not library books, no..part of the vast collection myself and Mr C have built up. You may all subscribe to the Choudhury Foundation Library if you wish, it's very good.
Mr C would NOT be thinking it so sweet if he was put through the ordeal of reading that story. Despite warnings from both you and Fudge of a tear-jerking ending I was decidedly not prepared and as you see am stuck with a sleepless and saddened night. Amazing story though, I recommend it- the weepie baton is ready to be passed onto...
Yes, indeed.
My Sister's Keeper did cause a lump to form in throat, and since Rosie was not there to prevent it descending into anything more shameful, I fear there was a glistening drop upon the cheek as I joined together the leaves of the book at the end.
3 things have created such a feeling in me in my life:
The first is the death of John Brooke in Jo's Boys
The second is My Sister's Keeper
And the third is watching A Walk to Remember, which I watched at her house last week.
Sniff.
Oh, and I just noticed - corroborate?
Do you mean concur?
Dear Lord, Mrs C, what has being married to your erstwhile swain done to your grasp of English vocabulary!
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