Books, Boundless Pleasure for the Sickly Home Worker.
Good morning, nope, afternoon. Gusty sort of day ain't it?
I hope none of you feel as decidedly ropey as I do. I've been fighting/ignoring the beginnings of a cold for a few days now, but some time in the early hours of this morning it ambushed me and today it has me in it's germy grasp.
It's only a cold. Not flu or anything nearly as dramatic as that, just a common garden variety cold (ever notice how many people like to claim they have flu when quite clearly they have no such thing? I had flu once in my life, Gamma and I came down with it and sweet holy marmalade was it vile. Shivering, roasting, freezing, vomiting, aching limbs, coma lie sweaty sleeps, more vomiting. VIle thing, it knocked us for six. I've never had it since, but I'll never forget it either)
Because I work from home I am lucky enough to not have to deal with an overlord, or boss as some folk like to call them, this means I can be a bit poorly, stay in jammies and faff around at my sickly leisure. Sort of. Conversely because I work for myself I don't get sick pay, so nine times out of then the self employed sick person will haul their feverish ass out of bed and attend to some work, dribbling snot and whooshing over cups of tea, blearily jabbing the keyboard and pondering aloud to a disinterested Puddy whether or not they ought to go back to bed.
So I have decided to split my time so as to lesson my guilt. I will work until 5 and then I will sally forth and crack the spine of the new Wambaugh I've been waiting to dive into.
Which leads me dribblingly into my point.
The Telegraph has released a list of 110 best book needed to create a library. And I was pleasantly surprised to discover between me and the Paramour we own quite a good number of them. We fall down a bit in History, Poetry and Books that changed the World. but then I feel the list is somewhat lacking too. In the Name of the Rose is curiously missing, Lewis Carroll is absent from children's books, what about To Kill a Mocking Bird. Or Of Mice and Men? Catch 22 should be there too in my view. But then lists are subjective, still it's entertaining to read. And the comments are very funny, people get very bent out of shape over books.
Have a gander and see do you agree or agree with the entries.
What five books do you feel are the absolute cornerstone of a good modern library? (Also, am I the only one who gets bored rigid reading Hemingway?)
I hope none of you feel as decidedly ropey as I do. I've been fighting/ignoring the beginnings of a cold for a few days now, but some time in the early hours of this morning it ambushed me and today it has me in it's germy grasp.
It's only a cold. Not flu or anything nearly as dramatic as that, just a common garden variety cold (ever notice how many people like to claim they have flu when quite clearly they have no such thing? I had flu once in my life, Gamma and I came down with it and sweet holy marmalade was it vile. Shivering, roasting, freezing, vomiting, aching limbs, coma lie sweaty sleeps, more vomiting. VIle thing, it knocked us for six. I've never had it since, but I'll never forget it either)
Because I work from home I am lucky enough to not have to deal with an overlord, or boss as some folk like to call them, this means I can be a bit poorly, stay in jammies and faff around at my sickly leisure. Sort of. Conversely because I work for myself I don't get sick pay, so nine times out of then the self employed sick person will haul their feverish ass out of bed and attend to some work, dribbling snot and whooshing over cups of tea, blearily jabbing the keyboard and pondering aloud to a disinterested Puddy whether or not they ought to go back to bed.
So I have decided to split my time so as to lesson my guilt. I will work until 5 and then I will sally forth and crack the spine of the new Wambaugh I've been waiting to dive into.
Which leads me dribblingly into my point.
The Telegraph has released a list of 110 best book needed to create a library. And I was pleasantly surprised to discover between me and the Paramour we own quite a good number of them. We fall down a bit in History, Poetry and Books that changed the World. but then I feel the list is somewhat lacking too. In the Name of the Rose is curiously missing, Lewis Carroll is absent from children's books, what about To Kill a Mocking Bird. Or Of Mice and Men? Catch 22 should be there too in my view. But then lists are subjective, still it's entertaining to read. And the comments are very funny, people get very bent out of shape over books.
Have a gander and see do you agree or agree with the entries.
What five books do you feel are the absolute cornerstone of a good modern library? (Also, am I the only one who gets bored rigid reading Hemingway?)
Labels: Woosh upsadaisy.
posted by fatmammycat at 1:42 p.m.
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