In March I read two books. And I haven’t reviewed either of them yet. That’s what booking 60-hour weeks three weeks in a row* does to one’s reading. Which doesn’t even make sense because I was commuting by Tube rather than by bike – 50 minutes each way when it’s barely above freezing is not really my idea of fun, particularly not at either end of a 12-hour work day. So the bike has been moping about in the front garden for a while now. I’ve just checked my prospective bike route for April and it’s 11 miles each way so I’m thinking there might be quite a bit of Tube travel in April too.
The two books I read were The Etymologicon by Mark Forsyth, a fascinating random walk through the development of the English language – interest rating = 10, irritation rating with informal tone used = 0.5/10 per minute of reading. So I would read for about 10 minutes very happily but want to throw the Kindle at someone after reading for half an hour.
And Constance Harding’s (Rather) Startling Year, by Ceri Radford, an amusing foray into rich middle-aged paranoia. A light fluffy read for a Saturday morning.
In April, I am hoping to clear the decks a bit… the books which have been loitering on the edge of my desk are Unwanted by Kristina Ohlsson, The Amateur Marriage by Anne Tyler, Life Before Man… in fact, you know what? Just look in this picture below, basically nothing has changed!