I finished Petite Anglaise’s book last night, and I have to say the second half made me like her more. I actually found myself, for the first time in a long time, coming home and continuing to read instead of just turning on the telly, so that says a lot for her ability to tell a story. I also fell head over heels for her daughter, who is described so adorably it almost makes me broody. I thought ending the tale before she was sacked for alleged ‘gross misconduct’ was a really interesting thing to do. It stopped the book from becoming a feeble, finger-pointing attempt at payback, and (of course) made me want to go to the blog to find out more.

In other news, this new ‘people you may know‘ thing on Facebook is beginning to drive me mad. It may as well be called ‘people you don’t want to add‘ or ‘people who don’t want to add you‘ or ‘people who used to bully you in school‘. Or in my case ‘people you’re having a silent battle of nerves with concerning who will add who first‘. See there are loads of people on the list that I know vaguely. Obviously we share mutual friends. But who’s going to cave in first?

I really need to get out more.