A short post today - it is almost time for the Grand National - never miss it. My father adored the National and the Derby and watched them avidly. Both were on his Bucket List to go to before he died but of course he never did - we never had a car, he never learned to drive and the thought of going all that way by train was outside the realms of possibility. I always watch them in his memory. Never have a bet though - I am not that daft. I did once draw the winner in the staff sweepstake when I was teaching but that is as far as my betting goes.
So today's post is just to sing the praises of this month 's Book Group choice. It is sheer delight and has me laughing out every now and then. It is 'My Father's Glory and my Mother's Castle' by Marcel Pagnol. It is translated from the French and was published in 1989. I am enjoying every word of it - written from a child's point of view I don't think it has lost anything in translation. Do give it a go and if you have already read it do please let me know what you think of it. It is both wildly amusing and at the same time poignant.
Have a good week end.