Book Club

Wednesday this week was Book Club night.  Several friends get together once every 6 weeks or so.  The person hosting the event chooses the book.  We then read and review.  Sometimes we don't all get around to reading the book but that's ok.  Other times when we have all read the book we remember to actually discuss it - we sometimes spend at least 5 minutes doing this.  It's all good fun and not taken too seriously.  This time it was the turn of my friend S.  The book she chose was Mr Chartwell  by Rebecca Hunt and Mr Chartwell is her first novel.  Rebecca happens to be my friend S's DIL.  How exciting.  Rebecca began the book without telling any one she was writing and she wrote it when she got home from work.  S is obviously very proud quite rightly.  This week the book has been published in Italy and in America I believe she has sold it around the world. 

Rebecca was kind enough to sign our copies and mine is taking pride of place on my coffee table.  Here is a link to a review from the Telegraph.  I now have to confess I haven't read it yet.  I've not been in a reading mood - I am reading another book but s-l-o-w-l-y without much enthusiasm.  I did however listen to the story on Radio 4 when it was Book at Bedtime and it was very interesting.  I am going to savour this book when I am back into reading mode.

Sorry not a good image borrowed from Amazon