A rather blokey read for me last night: Espedair Street by Iain Banks. This is the funny and sad tale of a geeky boy's rise to 70s rock stardom with ELP-style stage excesses, followed by his inevitable fall. The novel features lots of Glasgow/West of Scotland humour and local colour - look out for the beer-drinking dog. I did think, however, that the two girls in 1973 Paisley at the start would have said "def-in-ATE-ly" instead of "definItly" and I was crushed when the protagonist says that he had never heard of the Glasgow to Edinburgh slow train (THE way to travel across country, via Shotts!)
Day 57; Book 55
'I never thought it would happen to me': After helping rehome cats for
years, a thin stray shows up on a rough day and ends up being the one this
rescuer adopts
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Sometimes all it takes is one moment outside for everything to change.
Some days are just off. Nothing is really wrong, but nothing feels right
either. Thi...
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