Well done for staggering in for the August meeting, when you could have been sitting on a sun-lounger by the pool, sipping a Pina Colada. Do people even drink Pina Coladas any more, or did that terrible 80s pop song just kill the fun for everyone?
What an intellectual bunch we are. So many different views about what was meant in Lord of the Flies, where it was set, what time period it referred to, the nature of mob rule, how we define ourselves, Nazi war trials. And that was without us getting drunk. Seems it was a good book club choice, as it generated one of Mrs Merton's famed 'eated debaaates'. Excellent. We also learned about organic food places, restaurants where you apparently have to do everything yourself (up to and including kicking yourself out of the place for being unruly), and the correct way to pronounce Diane Arbus (apparently it's Deeann, if you're looking to impress someone).
When I first wrote this post, I mis-typed and put Lord of the Files. An excoriating satire on 1950s bureaucratic administration, in which a group of crash-landed schoolboys turn to anarchy and violence when the ring binders run out. It ends when they're rescued by a passing ship delivering to Ryman's. They were lucky.
We also chose a whole bunch of new books. I've put them in the cunningly-titled 'Coming Up Next' section. Can you see what I've done there?
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