Having shrugged off a slight cold a week back, I seem to have got another one. It was freezing last night, and I woke with a blocked nose. It hasn’t got any worse through the day, but I find that these things tend to develop overnight.
Anyway, I have the essential medicines: whisky, lemon, and honey. Maybe I’ll shrug this one off too.
I hope everyone’s been busily skyping each other. Certainly looks like it.
Meanwhile, Michael Chrichton’s State of Fear arrived in the post today. Judging from the femme fatale in the first chapter, it looks set to be a pretty good read – although the plot seems to suggest that the ‘good guys’ are nature-loving environmentalists. I thought that Michael Crichton was a global warming sceptic?
It’s one of those books that introduces a new character every chapter. But I’m someone who can only handle about four characters at a time. After that, I start to confuse them with each other, particularly if they all have English names like Morton and Evans and Drake. And in the case of State of Fear, unfortunately most of them seem to have exactly such names.
The other thing that I find difficult is when one of the characters is bumped off within a few pages of being introduced. And this happens in the first chapter of State of Fear too – unless he happens to be rescued from the river Thames and resuscitated later in the book. I’m not optimistic about that possibility.
All the same, it looks like the perfect book if I end up confined to bed.