Time off is boring. I have mowed the lawn to death, cleaned out under the stairs, cleaned out the shed, walked the dog repeatedly, considered developing a drinking problem, rejected said thought, run for miles and have finally reached the conclusion that I don’t actually like time off. It’s as dull as dishwater. So now that I can admit that I can cheerfully crack on with book 7( no title, no plot, no clue).
Currently reading Val McDermid’s book A Darker Domain, and will then read Kate Summerscale’s Suspicions of Mr Whicher. I will be chairing an evening between these two authors in the Abbey Theatre on June 7th and would like to know what I am talking about for once.
You can take a gander at what the festival is dishing up here,
Tickets are still available I believe.