Books and songs

Yesterday was the monthly meeting of the Nedwa Book Club.  This takes place in the back room of the Kitsch Café in Excideuil.  Up for discussion was “The Hundred Year Old Man Who Climbed out the Window and Disappeared”, a fairly light hearted Swedish story.  Being Scandinavian, there were a few dead bodies scattered amongst the jokes and the hundred year old man was an explosives expert with knowledge of atom bomb construction.  Everyone had managed to read the book, which is always a good sign,  and liked it.  We also enjoyed drinking  coffee and nibbling  biscuits.   

Mike and I visited Mike and Yvette Bickerton in the afternoon to check they had arrived back from their Spanish ordeal intact.  They identified their robber from a mug shot in the local police station. It seems he is a known member of a gang of about ten people robbing along the motorways of Spain. Why he is still at large to do this is a mystery.     So we’ve now learned not to leave our car unattended in Spanish service stations and if we do get a puncture on the motorway to either wait for a garage repair or to lock the car if we need to get out. 

After saying the other day that the dog took a haughty attitude towards being sung to, I have now found an old song that she does like, “Come listen to me while I tell you, of the Spaniard who blighted my life”.  She became quite excited and leapt up at me whilst I sang it, though she could just have been trying to stop me singing.   The song was not appropriate for Mike and Yvette, though – their robber was an Eastern European and, although their holiday was spoilt, their lives are certainly not blighted.