The Humans begins with the death of Cambridge mathematics professor, Andrew Martin, and the arrival of an alien who impersonates him, in order to destroy all evidence of his recent, stupendous, mathematical discovery. The alien’s discovery of how humans live, what motivates them, and gives their lives meaning, is hilarious, insightful, moving, and life-affirming. The audio version is very well done.
An off-beat, very Australian crime novel. Cass owns a takeaway shop and is Rusty Bore’s unofficial private detective and is asked to look into a road accident that took the life of Natalie. Natalie’s father believes it was murder and not an accident. We are taken into the lives of the characters of Rusty Bore and the neighbouring rural towns as Cass looks into the accident. The story was not a smooth read but contained enough to keep me reading, with a few giggles along the way.
This was such a fun read. Justine works for the local paper and meets up with Nick, an old friend. When she discovers that he lives his life by the stars, Justine decides to alter the astrology column to help nudge him in her direction. Of course things do not go to plan and altering the stars affect other people as well. I loved how these characters were woven into Justine and Nick’s story. I was chuckling throughout the story – it was just what I needed.
Three and a half stars for this dark, occasionally humorous, rather bleak tale. Frances and her grown son, Malcolm, live a wealthy, largely self-sufficient life in Manhattan, until they are forced to move to Paris, almost penniless. It’s often absurd, kind of nonsensical, but oddly touching, and even beautiful at times.
If you are a fan of Kitty Flanagan as I am, you will love her new book! It is a collection of easy to read “true stories and ill-informed opinions” written in her distinctive relaxed and familiar style that make you laugh out loud and be very annoying to your partner trying to read a serious book alongside you in bed at night!
Chapters include Yoga Guantanamo, which is about attending a yoga ashram in order to avoid going to Easter mass, The Wishbone Chicken Shop where her love of cooking definitely did NOT come from her grandmother and The Vardy Party about children’s birthday parties in the good old days when parents used to dump their kids and run.
If you want something that is light, bright and humorous to lift your spirits then this is the book for you!
Patrick Melrose is now 22, and on his way to New York to pick up His father’s ashes. We spend two days with him there, as he bombards his body with a frightening amount of drugs, and wrestles with himself, his acquaintances, and the world. It’s black, funny, and so very clever. You will need a strong stomach….
I have long been encouraged to read Terry Pratchett, and I put it off, I’m not sure why. I think, somehow, I just had a sense that he wasn’t for me. Perhaps I chose the wrong book. The Colour of Magic is very imaginative, funny, or at least amusing, and action packed, but I didn’t really enjoy it. All action and jokes, no character development and no heart. It’s kind of like a video game, with one dimensional characters moving quickly from one life-threatening situation to the next. If you like that sort of thing, it’s great, but I read for something different.
“Bogey brain…smelly sausauge…”
This is a hilarious and warming story of two cheeky little creatures that fall out and fall in again over a lolly. Filled with the best nonsense name calling it is a story with a message about making friends.
Mums, dads and older siblings will have a great laugh reading this aloud to their own cheely creatures.
“The Bad Guys” by Aaron Blabey, has been a long sought after series in our house after word-of-mouth in the school classroom, so I borrowed a couple of episodes. Mr Wolf, Mr Shark, Mr Snake and Mr Piranha, the bad guys trying to prove to us they are really heroes, are a big hit. It’s a quick book to read to my eight year old, who thinks it’s hilarious. The comic strip speech style of writing encourages character specific voices (and a Spanish accent for Mr Piranha, of course, as he’s from Bolivia) and much shouting when the text is big, bold and in capital letters like ‘I SAID, BOO HOO. BOO. HOO.’ My eleven year old then takes the book away to read to herself and says she is hooked from the very first page. My kids are eagerly awaiting the next instalment of this entertaining series. (And, me too! I don’t think you have to be a kid to enjoy it.)
Three Men in a Boat is a classic I am only just getting to now. It’s that particular sort of British humour -bumbling, self-deprecating and obvious, mixed with a travelogue, nostalgic for the history of the countryside along the Thames. Quaintly amusing, historically interesting (given that it was written in the 1880s and was looking back) and with a marvellous dog called Montmorency, this is a quick, fun read.