The last in the list
was a bit infuriating. Lots of lore about how to navigate by the stars or the
trees which basically amounted to immensely complicated ways to work out which
way north was, and then the smug author impressing various indigenous tribesmen
with his ability to predict there was a volcano round the next bend by the
shape of leaves. I do wish I knew more about the natural world, but I just want
to be able to tell one tree from another really. New Year's Resolution to go
out with a Collins Guide and identify trees maybe? Once they have leaves on to
make it easier, obvs.
Another volume of
Knausgaard, which has become very moreish without really having a plot or
events. It's just one person laying himself bare, and s many of his neuroses
and awkward feelings strike a universal chord. William Marshal was great fun,
the Angevins really deserve a GoT style mini-series. 'The Lion in Winter' with
its one set just doesn't cut it these days.
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