This book was so irritating – arsing about with greater powers and creative forces blah, blah, blah. I’d cheerfully slap the writer – and I’m not a violent person. Sold it on, but to be honest, I’d have given it away.
Amazon – you just register yourself as a seller, tell them how you want to be paid and list your stuff. When the order comes put it in the post and wait for the readies.
Thank you my darling but trying to NOT collect more books as the amount I have owned in my life is ridiculous. Love Roddy Doyle, he is hilarious and I burst out laughing when I read his stuff – embarrassing on public transport though….thinking about it, all my favourite writers are fellow countrymen of yours..
I wouldn’t wear the same clothes and make-up everyday for my non 43T folks, and feel you all deserve the same respect.
I’m reading and liking what you say – to be honest, I hate labels for labels’ sake. But you get what you pay for and you deserve it. I think you should go back this weekend
: P
An old Scottish saying telling you to look after the pennies and the pounds will look after themselves. Husband saved his small change for a few months, cashed it in today and nabbed us 10.00 pounds. Fantastico.
In my first spurt of energy for my money saving 2010 resolution, I decided to sell a few books on Amazon, thinking they’d probably never sell. 4 have sold, netting me a very pretty and much loved 26.00!! I’d never sell a book I love, but these weren’t favourites, and now I can buy the Barrytown Trilogy by Roddy Doyle and save the rest of the cash. I love reading.
..In my newly formed zest for all things money saving, I contacted Apple last night to cancel my mobileme account. Although I subscribed months ago I have never used (in fact have never been able to use) my account. I asked to cancel my account, and slightly cheekily, asked for all my money back. A lovely girl was really helpful and saw I’d never been able to access my account, and agreed there and then to give me my cash back. 59.00 will wing its way to my account in the next few days. Very impressed with their service and for my (unusual) bout of common sense.
and one I honestly don’t know how to answer… good at accessories? Bookish? Worried looking? Any of these and many more answers could apply. If your profile picture is really you and not just an image you liked, I would stereotype you as sweet-looking, dreamy and intelligent.
Marikit, this is gorgeous, what a pretty place to live.
...oh how I hate to take a packed lunch. Even though I have cool bags, blah blah blah, the sandwiches never taste good. Am taking cucumber and tomatoes tomorrow with hummous and oatcakes. Can’t even muster up fake enthusiasm, but looking on the bright side this will save me mucho barro.
Have some nice ambient sounds to help me unwind, some good books, the house is clean and tidy, husband is taken care of, I really hope I can tick this goal as complete this year.
I was given this for Christmas after reading great reviews. The first few pages are great but the rest of the book seems unnecessary – I would have preferred her to elaborate on the stages she mentions in the introductory chapter. Oh well, can’t win ‘em all.
Te amo
Ti amo
Je t’aime
I love you
Ich liebe dich
Ta gra agam ort (Gaelic)
Ah luv ye (The way people in Scotland say it)
I’m reading this for the umpteenth time, but it gives me great comfort to read old favourites. I love the way he writes, it’s as if you’re really allowed into his mind. His situation is sometimes pretty sad, but he never stays down for long. I relate to this writer’s background and upbringing and I love him for writing about his own awkwardness in unfamiliar situations.
This is a sequel to Angela’s Ashes, which showed us his childhood in New York and in Limerick until he is eighteen. The sequel follows Frank on his journey to and through New York as a young adult until his fifties, his military service, his teacher training, but best of all, his personal issues. RIP to a great writer.
Through cheering someone else, I saw you had cheered them too and clicked on your goals. I feel the same way, I don’t really know how to make friends although I have a couple of good friends. I mean I don’t know how to make new friends. I wouldn’t feel comfortable asking someone if they wanted to catch a movie or a cup of tea or coffee. I don’t think that having lots of friends would make us any less lonely when you are caught unawares or feel sad. I think everyone feels alone when they are sad, that’s on of the reasons sadness makes us feel so bad. I think it is ok to cry or feel sad, if you don’t, how can you recognise or appreciate feeling happy? I hope you feel that we can be the support system you need, we are all here for you, anytime x
..to the site, I hope you’re finding as many inspirational and kind people as I have. Good luck with your goals x
The novel was good, if not exactly my preferred style of reading. The book is about a sex scandal in a posh boarding school in New England and the fall out this causes. The novel comprises of around 12 people’s perception of what happened – this was interesting as it made me think of how everyone involved could feel. However, the writer clearly wanted to still show some of the characters as ‘baddies’, so their account wasn’t likeable. Was worth a read and got through it in a few hours.
My Dad is from here and I never got to see it with him. I’d like to spend a week exploring this summer and was looking at lovely hotels and cottages in Newport and Westport today. Have to try and save some pennies first though.
Have created a very important and impressive Excel document. Might have bitten off more than I can realistically chew by only allowing myself 100.00 spending money every month, but have made a grand budget for C and I. I just know he will have money left over at the end of the month while I am thinking of doing immoral things to get extra cash. Being female is very expensive you know.
done today including great one for notes for book about C in the future. It involves him standing waiting in a queue in a little shop in Havana the whole night when he was 14, to get a box of sweets for his little sister, and the temptation he had to try one on the 6 hour journey home – he couldn’t do it.
....for a while, because the prayer that I want to use to help someone means going against their wishes. But I will write another letter in a few days, and also going to say Rosary in memory of Dad. Wanted to go to the cemetery on Christmas Day with his flowers, but mum was so sick I couldn’t really go. Have put flowers next to candles and picture of Dad and will say Rosary today, plus promise to take more flowers down next time.
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