The Paying Guests by Sarah Waters

So, this is weird – I finished The Paying Guests by Sarah Waters last week and today, as I sat down to write a review, I realised that I have no recollection of how the story ended. This means one of two things – either I have some serious memory issues or the ending wasn’t a particularly good one. I’m going with the later.

It’s 1922, and in South London, in a large, silent house now bereft of brothers, husband, and even servants, life is transformed for widowed Mrs Wray and her spinster daughter, Frances when they are forced to take in lodgers – to ‘make ends meet’.

Frances and her mother sat with books at the French windows, ready to eke out the last of the daylight – having got used, in the past few years, to making little economies like that. Continue reading

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Bookish (and not so bookish) Thoughts

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01. A few years ago, I had an indulgent trip to Miami – to look at buildings (and lie on the beach). Knowing my family would be unlikely to want to spend days looking at Art Deco facades, stair rails and doors, it was sensible to go solo. After seeing this list, it looks like I need another nine trips. Continue reading

Six Degrees of Separation – from Flowers in the Attic to The Rules of Civility

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It’s time for #6Degrees – join in! Link up!

We begin this month’s chain with the controversial eighties best-seller by V. C. Andrews, Flowers in the Attic. It’s truly a diabolical book and in 1987, I couldn’t put it down. Continue reading