So I find myself Covid positive.
I had a croaky cough so tested to be safe not expecting it to be positive. I am up to date with vaccines so I hope it will be mild. Psychosomatically though I already feel worse just because I know it's Covid.
I have felt obliged to sit on the sofa and binge-watch Queer Eye while sending Husband out for more medication.
And I shall probably be reading a lot. My recent reads have been mixed.
To All the Boys I Loved Before by Jenny Han. 4*
A YA book that I read because it's GrandDaughter1's favourite. It's well-written and very enjoyable.
In A Summer Season by Elizabeth Taylor. 3.5*
A Virago classic in which very well-drawn characters do nothing. I wonder if it would be published today if a new writer proposed it. Elizabeth Taylor is very highly regarded but I need a bit more life.
A Terrible Kindness by Jo Browning Wroe. 4*
A recent highly-praised book. It did make me cry towards the end but I can't say I really took to any of the characters. The main character had it tough but still couldn't warm to him. Maybe he was just too human.
The Godmothers by Monica Mcinery. 5*
Just the right book at just the right time. Light, easy-reading, ticked all the boxes for sitting in the sun relaxing.