I worked long and hard last week and also some of Saturday and Sunday in Hughesy's garden. He and Shirley will be back from Queensland next Friday, after spending the winter with their daughter who runs a florist shop in Noosa Heads. I had to cut the grass and do some pruning they'd asked me to do while they were away. Of course I'd left it till the last minute, as you do. I'll post a blog on Hughesy one day because it would be interesting I think. I reckon his story would be worth telling.
All work and no play is not on, so I managed to do a little reading of 'Running With Scissors'. I'm now only up to page 94 but this book is entertaining and humourous and has managed to -
1. Surprise me.
Out of the blue the teller of the story, a twelve year old boy, announces he's gay. I just wasn't ready for that.
2. Shock me.
He introduced a new character. 'Fern', the minister's wife, a straightlaced good samaritan who'd helped his mother and he through the troubles wrought on a dysfunctional family. The following quote sums up the situation that develops, again out of the blue.
"Fern was a muff diver. And she was diving on my mother's muff."
FAR OUT! I was right when I said this book seemed to be a good antidote to 'The Da Vinci Code'. I'm wondering what on earth will happen next.
