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
Orange cat dumped in mobile home park finds purrfect furever home thanks to
resident cat lover who couldn’t bear to see him exhausted and full of
despair, rescuer says: ‘Love you, Red. May you enjoy your new home, you
sweet beautiful orange boy!’
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The trouble with cat lovers is they often have a house full of felines
already. So when they come to save another cat things get tricky. After
all, adding ...
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