I did not get on well with the only other Doris Lessing book I have read, The Grass is Singing, but I thought this was excellent – a short novel about a woman in her mid-40s who suddenly gets an opportunity to break away from her family and friends, and grabs it with both hands. I found the geographical and character descriptions excellent, and Kate's journey to freedom rather exhilarating. Recommended.
(Yes, I know that icon is Agatha Christie. Sorry.)
If it’s ‘heart’ then it’s always ‘start’; if it’s ‘skin’ then it’s always ‘begin’. McCartney’s penchant for internal rhyme is a sure guide in this song (as in others). By contrast, I’d love a flow chart to tell me when it’s going to be ‘all right’ and when it’s only going to be ‘okay’ in ‘Hard Day’s Night’. Or to unravel the babe-girl nexus in ‘Eight Days a Week’.