Read 'A Long Way Down' by Nick Hornby on the plane journey to Orlando. Didn't intentionally set out to read a book about suicide on way to two weeks of holiday, but there you go. It was a case of downloading a selection of books by authors I like, and picking one to make a start on once we were settled on the plane, and the rest is history. Anyway, maybe the book isn't actually about suicide anyway, maybe it's about people looking out for each other when they really need it, and how, even when life can seem at its bleakest, somehow it's worth sticking around and seeing how the story pans out.
A slow start to 2025 for posting, but certainly not a slow start for reading. More of that later, but this post is a report of Saturday afternoon's excursion along Rochester High Street and some pleasing finds. A separate post will be required for the previous weekend's trip to Hythe and Dymchurch. Along the High Street in the charity shops, in Baggins, and in Shop 104, I was lucky enough to find: The latest Kate Atkinson Jackson Brodie in brand new paperback, in a special independent bookshop edition with sprayed black edges. Yes, I know I was lucky enough to go and get a 'signed' edition (well, stamped due to wrist problems) of the hardback first edition from the author herself, but that's hardly the point. Certain books need to be owned many-times over. Three more Elly Griffiths paperbacks for the collection - two Brighton Mysteries and one Ruth Galloway and, as it turns out, the first Ruth Galloway, which was a bonus. A first printing of Trigger Mortis in paperb...