What a beautiful day - pure sunlight and everyone sitting around in their gardens soaking up the sun. We usually get a few days like this at this time of year and it is good for the soul.
It was a Book Group this morning. I don't know how my American readers view ErnestHemingway but after watching several programmes on him when it was time for me to choose the book (this morning) I chose A Farewell to Arms, mainly because I had never read any of his work.
We were more or less unanimous in our feelings on the book. We thought it was good in parts, especially the retreat, his escape and the story of his flight into Milan and then the Couples' rowing across the border into Switzerland. But we none of us felt that he was the best American writer since Mark Twain and that all writers since him were influenced by his work. I would be interested in hearing what any of my American readers have to say about his work. So please, if you have a view let me know what it is.
My gardeners came this morning just in time to stop the dandelions completely take over the back patio. In the last fortnight they have really invaded like there was no tomorrow. Now, looking out of the window, the patio is clear - wonderful.
Back again tomorrow when hopefully I shall have a little more time.