Reading list [1]

At the weekend Kate asked me what I had read recently, and I struggled to remember. Rather embarassingly she gave me a lovely book journal for my birthday last year. To date it has two entries in it.

I had a look at the huge pile of stuff at my side of the bed, and a quick scan along the shelves in my study, and the list below is some of what I read in 2006. However, I tend to move on my books (fiction usually) fairly quickly - to friends or the local charity shop.

Kate - this is for you....it's in no particular order..not even alphbetical (o mi god!), but I have noted where something is non-fiction:

War crimes for the home - Liz Jensen
Number 5 - Glenn Patterson
Remember me - Trezza Azzopardi
Welcome to Temptation - Jennifer Crusie
The analyst - John Katzenbach
The righteous men - Sam Bourne
[NF]Perdita - Paula Byrne
[NF] Don't wake me at Doyles - Maura Murphy
Wish I may - Justine Picardie
The Apothecary's house - Adrian Mathews
[NF] Victorian London - Liza Picard
The equinox - Michael White

can we talk?

I bought
this phone just because it is pink with stars. My husband thinks I have become very shallow. I think he is right, and actually I think that is OK. I got into pink since Laura was born. Sure beats post-natal depression.

Stalking other (much funnier) blogs

I stole these cartoons from this blog. For for my close associates who have an insight into my fragile mental state at the moment....well, these kinda made me smile.

Yeah but...No but....

We went to see Little Britain Live on Saturday night, at the (newly renovated) Grand Theatre in Leeds. It was a corking evening. We even had a warm up act - a comedian called
John Fothergill. He was very good, and very much set the tone for the rest of the evening, if you know what I mean. Apparently Matt Lucas was stuck on a train coming back from the Arsenal game, which was why this chap opened the show. The LB boys did not let us down - it was a tremendous evening. I've never been to see one of these "TV shows transferred to the stage" before (unless Spamalot counts?), and wasn't sure what to expect. It was, as you might expect, slightly more "blue" (read filthy and full of swearing...hurrah!) than the TV version...although I say "as you might expect" - clearly it wasn't expected by those audience members who brought their kids along! Oh, and David Walliams got naked at the end.