Michael Pye's book
has had some great reviews, and the early chapters are very interesting and
offer a new perspective, but towards the end it seemed to descend into a fairly
standard history of early Modern Europe.
Harry Hole was as entertaining and gory as ever, although no
Arsenal-supporting villains cropped up this time. Freddie seems to have turned
a corner with reading, and is now doing it voluntarily and for fun. Just Tintin
for now, but we all start somewhere. Bibs is an absolute joy - he's so placid,
particularly given his big sister pulls and pokes and picks him up against his
will all the time. I get a smile whenever he sees me, which is so lovely. Still haven't run this year,
and there's the Surrey half marathon in just over a month. Can't see it being a
record pace. . .
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