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About megustaleer

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  • Birthday 31/07/1945


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    Sussex UK
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    Reading, Gardening, Grandchildren
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  1. Oops! Even I, who can forget what I have read the day before, can remember at least the first part of Lev's story. On the positive side, you've had two good reads for the price of one!
  2. My Lover's Lover by Maggie O'Farrell. Not enjoying it much, but plodding on. I am keeping going by writing snarky comments in the margins. It was picked up from a charity book table at a local supermarket, and will be returned there, and I hope my comments will help someone else get through it. It's terribly dated.
  3. I watched a couple of episodes and then gave up (I started a thread on it in the Film TV and Radio forum). As I already had the book, unread, I decided to read that instead - which proved to be a much better choice. I may or may not read The Likeness, it depends on whether or not I spot it being sold secondhand somewhere
  4. I enjoyed this book very much. It's a while since I read anything that kept me going back to it evening after evening, intrigued by the various convolutions of the plot. It was certainly a change not to have the case come to a nice tidy conclusion, but probably more realistic to have compromises and a few untidy loose ends. Also an interesting conclusion to the relationship between the team of detectives - again untidy, as real life generally is. I had become resigned to the old case being left as a mystery - I think that any resolution, even if the author could have come up with something credible,, would have disappointed, At the moment I feel somewhat like Viccie - much as I enjoyed In The Woods I would not set out to read another of Tana French's books, but would probably do so if I happened upon one.
  5. Anyone watching this? I don't like serials that are shown as two episodes a week, as I am not prepared to use up two evenings to one drama, but I did watch episodes one and three. I found it a bit confusing, and couldn't figure out where the road building fitted into the plot, then when the doppelganger element was added I realised that I was never going to follow it in alternate episodes and gave up. The drama is a mash-up of two of Tana French's novels, and the critics don't seem to think it worked. I would be interested in the opinions of those who have read the two novels and have seen the drama (last two episodes this week). I had bought In The Wood some years ago, on the strength of Hazel's review, so when Mm posted a review of The Wych Elm last month I pulled it off the shelf and, having given up on the TV version have started reading it. I am gripped so far.
  6. I found a female flower on one of my courgette plants this morning, and a male flower on one in a different raised bed đŸ˜€. I quickly introduced them to each other, and am hoping that this is the start of a resurgence of flowers of both genders. It has been the worst year for courgettes that I have ever had, and the first since we moved here that i haven't been putting them out at the front gate for passers-by to help themselves.
  7. Strange that we are having such different experiences with tomatoes, considering that we are both in the SE. I am in the midst of a tomato and cucumber glut at the moment. Not that I mind living off cucumber and tomatoes in this heat I must be further south than you - in fact, looking at the map, we are almost as far south as we could get and still be east of the meridian (by a few metres). Unless we were right on Beachy Head, of course. My tomatoes and cucumbers are growing in pots against a white-painted, south-facing wall, so couldn't be in a better position. Other veggies are not doing so well; the climbing beans were wrecked by the salty winds of a couple of weeks ago, and the courgettes have either had all female flowers or all male flowers at any one time, so next to no fruit. Gardening is a bit of a lottery at times!
  8. I made the best use I could of the hot weather - got three loads of laundry washed and dried. I love the smell of line-dried laundry! Other than that I remained indoors with the windows and curtains closed on the south, and the door on the north side tied back to let a little air circulate. Finally ventured out at 8pm to water the beans and pick raspberries.
  9. Put me down as a pluviophile* - we have had far too little of it here in the SE, this year and far, far too much sun! And wind, but there's not much point in moaning about the wind here in Meridian Cliffs, as it is almost a constant. The weekend's rain all but missed us - I had to get the hose out on the veggies on friday afternoon, following what was supposed to be a stormy night. The accompanying wind arrived, of course, and I was out at 7am on Saturday fixing guy ropes to the bean poles to stop them ending up in next-doors garden. The salt laden wind has just about done for the bean plants, the leaves are either blown right off, or shrivelled and crispy. The clematis, those that have not been blown off their supports, have also been dessicated by the salty wind, and although it is raining pretty heavily this morning I doubt there will be much chance of recovery this season. * I may change my stance on this during the winter
  10. Toni Morrison, author of Beloved, one of the most moving books i have read, with a particularly controversial scene which I thought prompted much discussion here. The thread on it is rather truncated, and does not reflect that response. It appears to be another that has been lost in one of the historic breaks in the BGO timeline I have not read any of her other books, although there are BGO threads on some
  11. How hast thou merited - Of all man's clotted clay the dingiest clot? Alack, thou knowest not How little worthy of any love thou art! Whom wilt thou find to love ignoble thee, Save Me, save only Me? All which I took from thee I did but take, Not for thy harms, But just that thou might'st seek it in My arms. All which thy child's mistake Fancies as lost, I have stored for thee at home: Rise, clasp My hand, and come!' Halts by me that footfall: Is my gloom, after all, Shade of His hand, outstretched caressingly? 'Ah, fondest, blindest, weakest, I am He Whom thou seekest! Thou dravest love from thee, who dravest Me.' from: The Hound of Heaven by Francis Thompson
  12. I'll ne'er blame my partial fancy, Naething could resist my Nancy; But to see her was to love her; Love but her, and love forever. Had we never lov'd sae kindly, Had we never lov'd sae blindly, Never met—or never parted— We had ne'er been broken-hearted. from Ae Fond Kiss - Robert Burns
  13. No, I am not, I wish I were. I've had very little energy for the past couple of years, and the five days away were spent mostly sitting down (& Mr meg does all the driving). In spite of which I was exhausted by the end of it.
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