I hadn't been to a boot sale since the 16th of August so it was good to have enough energy and a fine Sunday morning to pop up the road.
Thanks to all the laying about resting I've got to the end of the crime fiction that I brought home from the library van 2 weeks ago ( 6 read and 2 abandoned). So I've read one of my own books for a change.
First published and set in 1946 the whole book is just one day in the life of a woman (who before the war had servants) her husband who had been away for 7 years and their young daughter. It's about how life changed because of the war, how some people were unable to accept the changes while others enjoyed the new world opened up to them. It was a good read.
I got into trouble yesterday when C read my post. I had written that my sister and brother-in-law were planning to move to our area of Suffolk and someone commented that it's nice to have family close and I replied that it will be good as we have no other family. WE meaning me and my sister. But C read it as WE meaning me and him. " We have got other family" he said "what about my dad,sister,brother etc etc.!" Crossed wires I think!
Thanks for pear comments yesterday.