Thursday, 30 January 2020

Stuff I've been Reading- January

I've kept this up for a full year, that was unexpected. Making an even fifty, a shade under a book a week. Anyway...

Me - Elton John
Cilka's Journey- Heather Morris
The Hidden Half - Michael Blastland
Testaments - Margaret Atwood
Boys from Brazil - Ira Levin
Man vs Toddler- Matt Coyne

Where to start? 

The Hidden Half blew my mind. The opening chapter with the crayfish-as-metaphor put down a marker and the book built from there. Left me feeling a lot more ignorant than I did at the start of the book. Wowzers.

I went through a bit of an Ira Levin phase a couple of years back - Stepford Wives and Rosemary's Baby almost back to back. The trouble with both of those is that the twists are so well known now that they undermine the story. The fact that the whodunnit plot stayed a mystery meant that I enjoyed this one a whole heap more. 

And the Testaments. Probably the biggest book of last year. It was fun enough, but I don't understand why it joint-won the Booker. 

Talking of big books from last year, the Elton John book got a few plaudits in the year end charts, I read it and, aside from the constant name dropping, quite enjoyed it. I'm not going to say too much more about it as you will either read it or you won't and whatever I say won't change that. 

Cilka's journey is the sort if sequel to the Tattooist of Auschwitz. And again it is ridiculously easy reading for something that is very, very bleak. 

And let's finish with another sequel. Me reading the Matt Coyne book annoyed Carys as I kept on waking her up with my chuckling (and I thought I was being a giggle ninja). Any book that can consistently do that is a good thing. 

Thursday, 16 January 2020

Three Tall Things

London, heh. I go a fair bit, but have barely scratched the surface. Time for some surface scratching:

Orbit - Anish Kapoor. Carsten Holler. Well art. I've never been high up in this part of London before, so that was a thing. I've also never been down such a long slide. Also a thing. 

The Monument - How have I never been up the Monument? Three hundred and eleven steps for a view of the City. Which means a view half way up...

SkyGarden - I've been failing to get tickets to the SkyGarden (up the top of the Walkie Talkie since you ask) for ages. Turns out the effort was probably worth it. 

And one less high thing - Brewdog AF. An actual bona fide alcohol free bar. I'm still not certain about alcohol free beer, still I had Lervig's No Worries and it smelt really good. Like a proper beer. 

Sunday, 5 January 2020

Three Islands

Shameless box ticking ahoy. Let's squeeze in another country to make it up to a nice-ish round-ish number before a hiatus. 

Valletta is about the only thing I knew about Malta and even then it turns out I didn't know much. I knew about a beige (there's probably a better description), fortified waterfront, but didn't really appreciate it was a tiny nub in the middle of a harbour. 

We're staying in Mellieha, which is about as far from Valletta as it's possible to be without leaving the island (which let's be fair isn't that far). So we have ajad a bit of an explore of non-Valletta Malta. It appears to be a mix of small villages with big churches and towns filled with names that evoke the 5000 years of Maltese history, like Churchills and Diana's Bar. (Thanks Bugibba).

The other advantage of staying in the north of the island is that you are a hop and a skip away from the two other (major) islands in the archipelago. 

First stop Comino, an island where everyone is a tourist. And what a lot of tourists there are, all drawn in by the blue lagoon and its Caribbean waters (copyright everything written about Malta). The island is just about deserted and full of crags and lizards.  

Then Gozo, bigger, just as craggy and a lot less deserted than Comino. A bit more like the Malta that we had hoped for rather than the England on a rock of the mainland. 

Anyway, Malta, you craggy little monkey, welcome to the gang, you are country number 90.