Family reading

Being away for a couple of weeks and not using the Internet means that I’ve returned to my pre-blogging reading levels, and a very pleasant experience it was, too.

Here is the result:

Great reads

Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte

Wegener’s Jigsaw by Clare Dudman

Bomber and Studio 69 by Liza Marklund

On the fence

A Long Way Down by Nick Hornby

The Playroom by John Connor

Don’t bother

Alone by Lisa Gardner

Definitely don’t bother

No Hiding Place (Company Man) by Joseph Finder

Double Tap by Steve Martini

Unintentional duplicate

Death’s Little Helpers (previously read with the title of No Way Home) by Peter Spiegelman

Therefore I ran out of books so read one of Cathy’s, which I put into the "definitely don’t bother" category: Mercy by Jodi Picoult.

Not quite a book a day, but not bad nonetheless. I will try to find time to write brief notes about some of these books once I’ve caught up a bit.

Cathy (15) read: Mercy and A Perfect Match by Jodi Picoult; In Cold Blood by Truman Capote; The Innocent by Posie Graeme-Evans; Ithaka by Adele Geras; The Prophet of Yonwood by Jeanne du Prau; and (because she ,too, ran out so I gave her one of mine) The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte. All seem to have met approval.

Jenny (11) read: Mallory Towers series by Enid Blyton (a re-read), Scorpia and Ark Angel by Anthony Horwitz (last two of the Stormbreaker series, but a new one is promised apparently, even though Ark Angel was billed as the last ); Will Shakespeare and the Pirates’ Fire by Robert J Harris; The House on Morningstar Hill by Michael Molloy; The Flowing Queen by Kai Meyer; The Secret Seven by Enid Blyton — purchased at W H Smith Eurotunnel as she too ran out (and not recommended, unlike the other books she read)…we all underestimated our reading capacity by one book, except for…..

Malcolm (ageless), who read Harlequin and Vagabond by Bernard Cornwell; and (almost finished) Science: a History by John Gribbin, which he highly recommends. He took but did not start Heretic, which is the last of this Cornwell trilogy. (I think the verdict on the first two is "good but not as good as Sharpe", if I interpret correctly.)