My Mammy had her hip replaced on Monday, so I've been bombing back and forth to Kilkenny all week. It's an hour away, and that hour is on twisty roads which require full concentration, so it's been a rather knackering made even more fun by the car deciding to be slightly on fire as we brought her home from the hospital yesterday.
(It's the clutch. We got home by managing to not change out of fourth gear, which in retrospect was a really stupid thing to attempt.)
So, it was really nice to find a postbox surprise from the kind people at PenguinRandomHouse: Five Rivers Met On A Wooded Plain by Barney Norris.
As you can see, Wren is very excited about it too, although not as excited as she was about the prospect of taking a swipe at my head.
Norris is a playwright and the book is set in Salisbury, where I used to change trains a lot and once managed to blag a taxi from the station master because I'd missed my connection.
One quiet evening in Salisbury, the peace is shattered by a serious car crash. At that moment, five lives collide – a flower seller, a schoolboy, an army wife, a security guard, a widower – all facing their own personal disasters. As one of those lives hangs in the balance, the stories of all five unwind, drawn together by connection and coincidence into a web of love, grief, disenchantment and hope that perfectly represents the joys and tragedies of small town life.
Also in ARC mentions is a book I've just finished, A Dictionary of Mutual Understanding by Jackie Copleton; a review is forthcoming and I say it's quite good.
So, that's my week. Hope everybody is doing well. :D