About two months ago now I discovered that my kindle was gone. I had just bought a book. I looked everywhere and finally decided that I must have left it on the tube. I have an odd collection of books that includes The Anglo Saxon Chronicle, Simple Italian Cookery, Celestial Navigation, a couple of F W Boreham books (my favourite christian author) and all of L M Montgomery’s Anne books. Altogether there are 79 items, most of which were free as they are now out of copyright. Anyway, what would a passing commuter, who picked up my kindle make of this selection, I wondered.
Well all that wondering – that was a waste of time. My daughter marched into the house the other day brandishing my kindle. It was in the glove compartment of the car. I had been inches away from it for weeks without a clue that we were so close. But anyway the lost was found and I was happy. All mothers who take their children here and there and have to sit and wait for them need a kindle. You can flit from one book to another. You don’t need to decide which book to take with you as you dash out of the door. I do believe that I would have enjoyed childbirth a lot more if only I had had a kindle with me.
So, this past week I have been lost in a book. ‘The Shuttle’ . Written by Frances Hodgson Burnett it was published in 1907.I enjoyed it so much I may have to purchase a ‘real’copy. It had me on the edge of my seat, desperate to know what was going to happen. Books don’t always do that and nor should they. But this book was a terrific read. Towards the end I just couldn’t stop reading until I knew how things would turn out. It is not the sort of book to read on the train if at some point you need to get off.
I loved the use of descriptive language too. Here is just a taster,
‘there is nothing like it – that slow weeping of the rain on an English autumn day,
And it’s true, there really isn’t.
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