The Pirate's Daughter - Margaret Cezair-Thompson

Perhaps it's just me. The cover notes for this book contain all sorts of ecstatic praise for it, for its breadth, its imagination, its skill. But it left me cold. To be honest, I couldn't wait for it to be over, and I was struggling to keep reading. There were too many loose ends, too many passing references that tittilated but didn't satisfy. I found that I wanted the book to be so much more than it was, and I read it to the end, partly in the hope that I would see that wish fulfilled and partly because I am dogged that way. I must confess that I am also persuaded to buy a book because it had been selected as a "Richard and Judy" read. I am rarely disappointed in those books. But I was this time. The Pirate's Daughter was not for me. I found it superficial and lacking. Sorry Ms Cezair-Thompson

A blog entry that no-one will be reading

Why will no-one be reading it? Because it's over a year since I posted anything here and I've no reason to suppose that anyone read anything before so they certainly won't now. A lot has happened in the last year, most of it very personal, so I won't go into details. But I'm back, and I've read a lot, photographed a lot, suffered a lot and generally lived through a lot of experiences. So I'll try again and hopefully this time, I will be able to stick at it, with reflections, reviews, some links to great computer programs and general trivia of that sort. Feel free to contact me if you ar eout there and reading this. More very soon, I promise.