Monday, May 5, 2008

Book club recommendation

Instead of ploughing through yet another worthy 'Kite-Runner' rip-off (you know the type: based somewhere troubled and vaguely exotic, full of carefully designed easy-to-understand atrocities and injustices narrated by a disenfranchised minority/woman, with a dusty-looking matt yellow landscape on the cover contrasting rudely with the shiny metallic calligraphy-style title) I would like to suggest, if you steadfastly refuse to disband the club and actually admit that you don't like the other people and have nothing to say to them, that you read something good. Like this:
'The Meaning of Liff'
Or, alternatively, don't buy it and read the transcript here. Still funny, and means that you really have no need to have all of those annoying people sitting in your living room taking up valuable oxygen, coffee and finger food.
Written by the late Douglas Adams (Who wrote the steadily-declining-in-quality 'Hitchhiker's Guide' series) and some other individual called John Lloyd (incidentally the name of my first ever boyfriend, although almost certainly not the same person, unless he was substantially more witty, sophisticated and prolific at the age of 4 than 12).

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