A book for cleverer people than me, and much funnier and wittier that other books by Hilary Mantel, wonderful though they are. It had a spirit of playfulness and affectionately mocked the 1950s northern catholic setting with its absurd and arbitrary rules on lent and when it is ok to use beef dripping and when not. The leaves are nearly all fallen from the trees now, with some last gasps of vivid colours. it's getting colder and darker, and talk of Christmas is increasing. I'll be glad when Advent starts and we can look forward to the end of the drawing in of the nights.
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