On a lighter note from all of this education dribble, I ate some really nice grapes today paired with some spectacular kiwi. I also got my hands on a copy of Pincher Martin by William Golding. I started hopping up and down when I saw it on the shelves. A lady had to ask me if I was okay. I told her to pinch me me because I wasn't sure if I was alive. She did and it kind of hurt.
I just thought you might like to know.
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Pincher Martin? Really? I thought that was out of print and that they didn't sell copies? What store did you go to and do they have any more? I have to get my hands on that book . . . Its William Golding, really, that automatically makes it a must have.
I am glad to your are excited as I am (was. . . no still am)! I keep telling this story to everybody to everybody I meet and they . . . well, just don't care.
What other Golding do you have? We might have to get together and have a book-swapping-fest. I'll ring you later to find out.
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