I learnt something new on the weekend. I showed up to Turnham Green station about an hour earlier than I should (not wanting to be late to paint Chiswick Community School’s corridor) and I wander down the street, then back again, then back up to kill some time… On my way back up I randomly stopped in a window and pretended to window shop. It took me a while to realise what I was looking at. I looked further and it was an Oxfam book shop. I wandered in and went straight to their fiction section: at the rate I’m reading books these days I need to find some new stock! I left with five new books to add to my collection all for less than £10! On my way back from the painting me and Moggy stopped by again and I picked up two more books, granted, one was for Elisha. Moggy also made a good point, second-hand book shopping in fancy neighbourhoods almost guarantees a good selection of books. Sure you pay about four times the price of the average charity shop, but oh the selection!

I should really catch up on what I’ve read lately. I think I left off with Nick Hornby’s How to be Good. I read a book called Diary for a Mad Mother-To-Be which was highly amusing. While we were in Lille I read some random book called Lets meet on Platform 8… I almost feel stupider having read it… Then I read Be Careful What You Wish For, all three came from the bookshelf at home which came from Tim who got them from some lady clearing out her bookshelf. After that I got Nick Hornby’s A Long Way Down and now I’m onto Diary of a Manhattan Call Girl and As Nature Made Him simultaneously. By the way, As Nature Made Him is kinda scary. Botched circumcision lead to a boy being raised as a girl sans hormone treatment… scary scary scary.

Here are my mini-reviews:
How to be Good: not as good as High Fidelity.
Diary for a Mad Mother-To-Be: amusing. So much so that I’m going to buy the prequel, Mad Bride.
Lets meet on Platform 8: it wasn’t unreadable but not recommendable. Liked the twist about a random small character being gay.
Be Careful What You Wish For: another easy read from a middle-aged woman’s bookshelf.
A Long Way Down: not as good as High Fidelity.

Lets not mention the Australian girl who was also helping out with the painting. “Yeah me and some friends are going to Berlin… like the one place I haven’t been!” Enough said.