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Yes it’s Thursday again which means that of course it is Booking Through Thursday day, what would I do if Booking Through Thursday didn’t exist? Anyway the question this week was all about celebrity autobiographies. Asking us “do you read celebrity memoirs? Which ones have you read or do you want to read? Which nonexistent celebrity memoirs would you like to see?”

I had a real phase in around 2000 – 2002 of reading any celebrity memoirs that I could get my hands on from the Spice Girls as they dished the dirt to TV stars in general I definitely had a real interest in all things fame based but that was in my early twenties. Were any of them good or life changing, in honestly no not really and so I stopped buying them. My family however didn’t and until about two Christmases ago I was still receiving at least three or four autobiographies of current celebs from varying family members. I have to admit (and sorry if they are reading) generally I haven’t read any of them and they are collecting dust in a TBR pile under the stairs, its shameful. I think I overdosed on them at the time.

However not long before last Christmas (autobiographies always make me think of Christmas now which is weird) I found I had accumulated four because people who were famous but I actually wanted to read about their pasts and their family history’s rather than any beans they had to spill released books. I admit I have still not read two of them but they are definitely creeping up the TBR pile. The ones I haven’t read yet are ‘Just Me’ by the actress Sheila Hancock (because I haven’t read her first one ‘The Two Of Us’ and things need to be read in order) the other is the comedienne Julie Walters (who I think is wonderful) ‘That’s Another Story’. The ones I did read were Alan Carr’s ‘Look Who It Is’ and possibly my favourite autobiographical read yet ‘Dear Fatty’ by Dawn French which is just superb both funny and sad but most importantly real. Yes the odd celeb she has met pops up but there isn’t any dirt dishing and actually the book stops before she becomes very famous. I honestly loved it.

What autobiographies would I like to read? At the moment I have to say I can’t think of a famous person I would like to read all about. I have, just yesterday, picked up a copy of an autobiography of one of my all time favourite writers but more on that tomorrow, isn’t it weird I was planning to do a blog on something similar in a day, small world. I would actually, thinking about it, really like to read Obama’s book, but that seems a little bit ‘on trend’ and jumping on the bandwagon, but I bet they are incredibly interesting. I guess I will have to keep thinking about that one, it’s a puzzle. What about all of you?


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What To Read Next… It’s Not As If I Don’t Have Enough Choice!

Yes that’s right I have been truly stuck on what to read next. Part of the problem is that fact that The Luminous Life of Lilly Aphrodite was just so good; it’s difficult to decide what can follow that at the moment. I could start on the next Richard and Judy and be early but it didn’t take my fancy and neither did any of the ‘review’ books I have received of late, some of them are going to be stonking reads I just know it, they just didn’t do for now.

One thing I can’t say it that I don’t have choice as I do currently have a TBR pile and TBR boxes of over 600 books to choose from then again this is part of the problem when you have too many books to read you simply don’t know where to start. Farmlanebooks had the wonderful idea of choosing one of the books that I have had on my TBR the longest the only problem with having so many books is that you don’t know which ones have had waiting to be read for eons and eons. So I hatched a plan, as the weather was so nice I knew me and the Non Reader were off out to spend a day in the park with a picnic and hours of fresh air and no plans. So I decided I would look at my new years book resolutions and pick a book out of each resolution to take with me and have a try of the first page of each one.

So I took some classics a Scott Fitzgerald, a Bronte and a James Baldwin. I grabbed a Jodi Piccoult as I have always been a bit sneery about her without actually reading a word she has written (I am not alone I have had that same conversation with three different readers) and We Need To Talk About Kevin as that’s one of my re-read missions for 2009 after I hated it when I first tried to read it a few years ago. None of these – despite the sun, my good mood and my relaxed brain – did the trick and it’s not because I had the dreaded readers block they just weren’t what I wanted.

Now it’s of course typical that when you twig exactly what you do want to read you don’t own it. Two things happened which gave me for the desire for the book I really want to read next but don’t have a copy of. The first was my Gran who told me that it was her next read. The second was the author herself being on television last night at 10pm on ITV, the actress and now also author of memoirs Sheila Hancock. ‘The Two of Us’ is her memoirs as an actress and also living with the death of her husband John Thaw and how she coped and it is said to be marvellous and after seeing her on the telly last night I think she is wonderful. I oddly have the second Just Me but I have to read things in order. It looks like I might have to go shopping… whoops! I know I shouldn’t but I think it would be a wise celebration of my 200th post on this blog, yes 200 posts old today! Come on I think that’s fair? I will only get it if I see it in one of the charity shops… here or in the next two towns.


I did find the book on the way to Sainsburys in the first charity shop I went in and it was the only book I bought (despite seeing a wonderful copy of Madame Pompadour by Nancy Mitford – there is alwys tomorrow) however as I was pottering about I noticed a book I had aimed to take with me to the park yesterday and had forgotten… The Parasites by Daphne Du Maurier, I am already loving it and quite hooked so Sheila will be next on the list to read!


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