Too young to get whisked away by a Stannah Stairlift, or to enjoy the luxury of a walk-in bath (but not so much that she doesn't enjoy comfortable shoes), Marie is all the same getting on in years - and she's thrilled about it. She's a bit preoccupied about whether to give up sex - Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! - but there are compensations, like falling in love with her baby grandson, and maybe falling in love with someone else too. Curmudgeonly, acute, touching and funny, this diary is what happens when grumply old women meet Bridget Jones.
Okay, this was a fairly "sweet" read but I think I'm a few years prior to being able to relate to a woman who's just turned 60. Although I can totally relate to the looking forward to being a grandmother thing ... I am really looking forward to that :) Although I admit that I have yet to bag the man and give birth to their potential parents, the thought of my future grandchildren still fills me with anticipation. Meh, I wouldn't really recommend it, but if you've got nothing else but this lying around the house and it's a beautiful read-in-the-sunshine sorta day out, then by all means pick it up and go get yourself some vitamin D :)
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
No! I Don't Want To Join a Bookclub by Virginia Ironside
Posted by phillygirl at 8/26/2008 11:07:00 am
Labels: Book Review, Book: Chick-Lit
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2 comments:
pity it sounds so average - the title is great!
@tamara - yeah, I thought so too ... but it turns out the title is more a general sentiment than anything really to do with the storyline ... oh well.
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