I have been reading incessantly for the last week. I have also done housework, homeworks and helping of many sorts. But lots of reading! I think it was a direct result of Willows Week- I was so terribly impressed with everybody's words that I became thirsty for more, and needed very much to fill the huge (mole)hole left by the end of that lovely week!
I have loved all of Marina Lewycka's novels. I still can't pronounce her surname. But this seems not to matter too much in the general scale of admiration. Tractors, I thought, was a whole new type of writing and I fell into the category of those who did read the history bits! Then Two Caravans seemed so much more polished beside it- not one slight inconsistency of tone that I found a little bit jarring in Tractors.
One night this week, I turned to PC and said, "I am so disappointed in We Are All Made of Glue. It is just rubbish!" But decided nonetheless to persevere through more than one and a half chapters.
The characters are ludicrous. The plot is insane. But who else could weave a tale of the Holocaust AND modern day Israel and Palestine, question you on what belief system you have chosen, keep you romping along in absolute delight, and still educate you on the properties of glue? I loved it.
PC also impressed with the excerpts I insisted on reading to him over the course of the next twenty-four hours, and quoted twice from it in his sermon this morning; one step nearer to being a lay preacher; bless.
He also used this Lily Allen song. They went together very well.
(Click picture for the song!)