October’s Books #BookReview

Well well well well! October is done and that means it’s nearly the end of the year! I’m still suffering tiredness, but reading is always my go-to for relaxation, so I’ll always make sure I have something on the go! Possibly not as many books as usual on the list, but there are some good uns!

The Hate U Give

The Hate U Give by Angie Thomas
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

Ever since I saw a trailer for the movie, I wanted to read this book. What with all the #BlackLivesMatter stuff going on and apparent race-fuelled hate crimes, I was interested to read this story, written by a young Black American woman, about a girl caught up in the tragedy of a senseless killing by a police officer.
Starr Carter is sixteen, and is already very aware of gang culture, and the dangers that living in the ghetto put you in.
Her family make the decision to send her to a school away from the horror of shootings and gangs, but it doesn’t mean she is protected.
In The Hate U Give, we see a girl who witnesses not one but two horrific shootings, in her life, where she loses her best friends. Both are truly senseless losses of life, with one being a drive-by shooting, where the victim was only ten, and in the wrong place at the wrong time. The second is marred by the fact that a cop opens fire on a young black youth because he ‘thinks’ he was a danger.
The story shows Starr’s journey to fight for justice for her friend, who may have made bad decisions in his life, but who was a true innocent, and a victim of Police brutality.
I’ve read many reviews of this book, and most applaud how this sensitive topic has been approached. There are a few that mention disappointment, because yes, racism is a thing, and something that causes hell, but racism isn’t exclusively white on black.
Racism is unfortunately global.
White on black. Black on white. White on brown. Brown on white. Black on black. Brown on brown… you know where I’m going.
This book is an account of the feelings of a young black woman who loses her best friend because of a senseless shooting by a white cop. Of course, it’s going to be filled with hate for the police, and the white officers. But isn’t that a form of racism in itself?
It took me a little while to get totally into the book, but I was engrossed after the first 50 pages or so. You get a view of the thoughts of someone who is right in the middle of the situation, and their thoughts on many issues, from #BlackLivesMatter, to gang culture and drugs too.
What you take from the book is up to you.
What I took was that it’s all about education, or lack of.
A white officer only knew the stereotypes and was fearful of a couple of black teens. Instead of reading the situation, he reacted with a gunshot because isn’t that what this black kid would do to him?
But then again, all white people aren’t the same. Starr has a white boyfriend in this story, and the reverse stereotypes that the black community have of white people are also shown, in how Starr’s family and friends react to Chris initially too.
A thought-provoking read, that’s for sure!

Dishonoured

Dishonoured by Sofia Hayat
My rating: 1 of 5 stars

I picked up this book, thinking it would be a harrowing recount of a terrible life…
Sad to say, I, unfortunately, didn’t feel that at all.
Sofia Hayat is apparently a household name.
Not in my household.
And I live in Gravesend, the place she was born and brought up in. I started this book, and a sense of connection formed when I read that she was born in Gravesend.
I felt a little sorry for her as she recounted the events of her childhood, but I’m afraid she lost me as soon as she left her family.
A bit of a self-indulgent book, where it was all about hearing of her encounters with famous people, and others telling her how wonderful she was.
This could have been such a powerful book, if it had been written with more sympathy and details of the emotions she went through during her childhood. A couple of chapters at the end of the book to show her success would have sufficed.
Definitely not a recommended read by me, I’m afraid to say… And she made Gravesend out to be much worse than it actually is.. and no, it’s not named because people who died from the plague were buried here…

Another Love (No Greater Strength, #3)

Another Love by Amanda Prowse
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Oh my goodness, Amanda Prowse!
Every time I think you can’t find another situation to write about, you go and surprise me and do it again!
I’ve slowly been working my way through Amanda’s back catalogue and Another Love was a seriously touching story.
Alcoholism is indeed an awful illness that affects each and every member of the family of that person suffering.
I wanted to cry with Romilly the repentant mother and wife. I wanted to slap Romilly the drunken idiot who couldn’t say no. But most of all, I wanted her to conquer her addiction.
Some people don’t realise just how much alcohol can play havoc with a family, and this book hit the nail on the head.
Thank you Amanda, for a really powerful story.

So Lucky

So Lucky by Dawn O’Porter
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Well, what can I say?

Absolutely fantastic book!
I urge all women to read this and know that none of us is perfect. No one has a perfect life. No matter what is portrayed on the outside, there is always some inner struggle beneath.
We follow three women, each with their own secret, struggling to make life work, and trying to make sure no one on the outside is aware of their issues.
From body image to mental health to marital issues, so much is covered in this brilliantly written story.
Honestly, I have already recommended it to a couple of friends with whom the whole concept will resonate.

Many thanks to NetGalley and Harper Collins UK for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

Olive Kitteridge (Olive Kitteridge, #1)

Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

Okay, so I read this book as I had the sequel, Olive, Again, to read as an ARC.
I’m not sure I quite understood everything that went on.
A lot of head-hopping within the stories, all a bit more depressing than the last.
Sorry… I just didn’t get it…
Having said that, I don’t have much luck with Pulitzer prize winners. I struggled with American Pastoral too!

Olive, Again (Olive Kitteridge, #2)

Olive, Again by Elizabeth Strout
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I made sure I read the first book about Olive, before reading this, and I found it interesting, but disjointed.
This brought me to Olive, Again with a little trepidation.
It was another mish-mash of different character stories, with Olive as a connection, and also a real eye-opener into Olive’s journey through her twilight years.
I’d say this was a lighter book, than the first, which I found quite dark in places. I felt that Olive had softened with age, and it was interesting to read her thoughts as she grew older,
It definitely gave me an insight into how someone who is at the tail end of life might be feeling.

Many thanks to NetGalley and Penguin Books UK for providing me with an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

True to Me

True to Me by Kay Bratt
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I have followed Kay Bratt for a while now, and have read one or two of her books, which I enjoyed immensely. AI jumped at a chance to read True to Me, as it sounded like another fantastic story.
And I wasn’t disappointed.
Quinn Macguire is a woman suffering loss. The loss of her mother, and the loss of the idea of a father who she never knew. The loss of herself.
On her deathbed, Quinn’s mother tells her a secret that has been eating away at her.
This leads to Quinn going on a journey of self-discovery with the aid of DNA testing, and boy, what a journey!
The majority of this book is set in Maui, and I want to go now, so vivid were the descriptions of the settings.
Quinn definitely finds the answers she was after, but not before undertaking a tumultuous, emotional journey towards them.
I loved the characters she met on the way, some who will stay with me for a long while, and I do hope to read more about Quinn and her new life after finding herself!
Many thanks to NetGalley and Lake Union Publishing for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

Published 10th December

A Wedding in December

A Wedding in December by Sarah Morgan

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Sarah Morgan always has the ability to move me in a way not many other authors do.

In a Wedding In December, we meet Rosie White, who has been swept away in a whirlwind romance with Dan, culminating in an extremely fast proposal of marriage, followed by a date set mere weeks in advance. but who wouldn’t love it? A magical December wedding in Aspen, with the snow falling and all your family around?

Well, for a start, quite possibly her parents. Struggling with a secret of separation which they have hidden from their daughters for the last few months, Maggie and Nick wonder how are they going to get through a whole wedding, playing the charade of the happily married mother and father of the bride?

And what about the sister? Katie is a doctor in the A & E department of a busy London hospital. Being ten years older than her romantic sister, Rosie, she has worries and doubts of her own about whether this wedding should even take place, based upon her sister’s past and her own present.

So, will this wedding happen? Well, I shan’t spoil it for you, suffice to say the journey towards the end of this story is far from smooth, but I felt a true sense of satisfaction by the time I reached the end page!

Many thanks to NetGalley and HQ Publishing for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

The Lost Ones

The Lost Ones by Anita Frank
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

OMG! WOW!

I don’t think I can do this book justice, honestly!
Mysteries, thrillers, not usually my thing. I do love stories set in the past though.
And from the first few pages, I was totally hooked!

It is 1917 and England is in the midst of the war, Stella Marcham is grieving for the loss of her fiance, Gerald. Her family is concerned about her mental stability and rather than send her to some asylum that many grieving women were incarcerated in, she is shipped off to visit her sister, Madeleine, who is expecting her first baby, and living at her husband’s large mansion in the countryside,
From the moment Stella arrives, with her maid, Annie, at Greyswick, there is a strange feeling about the house.
Inexplainable happenings spark a chain of investigations and events that uncover some deep, dark secrets that were once buried within the house, and the memories of its inhabitants.

A truly gripping read. I cannot recommend it enough!

Many thanks to NetGalley and HQ publishing for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

Christmas at Rachel’s Pudding Pantry

Christmas at Rachel’s Pudding Pantry by Caroline Roberts
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

You’ve got to love a good Christmas based festive story, and I enjoyed the light read that Christmas at Rachel’s Pudding Pantry provided.
I haven’t read the first book, but this wasn’t an issue, as the story works as a stand-alone as well.
Rachel and her mother Jill are rallying around, keeping the family farm going, as well as setting up a new business, the Pudding Pantry, in an old barn, trying to plug the hole of the loss of Rachel’s father a couple of years before.
The lead up to Christmas is quite quiet, and Rachel isn’t sure they will even survive as a business.
But with the gentle encouragement of beau, Tom, a neighbouring farmer, the creative charm of Eve, Rachel’s best friend, and the effervescence of her five-year-old daughter Maisie, Rachel comes up with an idea that may just swing the farm’s fortunes.
But it’s not all smooth sailing. Wayward sheep, unwanted exes, inclement weather and illness all find their way to hamper Rachel’s plans.
Will she be able to keep her farm, and romance afloat?
You’ll have to read the book to find out!
Many thanks to NetGalley and Harper Impulse for an ARC in exchange for an honest review.

A Fire Sparkling

A Fire Sparkling by Julianne MacLean
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Oh, what a beautiful book!
I have always loved stories that have connections with the war, and family sagas that reveal secrets, long-buried, so as not to hurt or harm anyone.
In this beautifully crafted story, Gillian comes away from her fiance’s house, after learning of his deceit, to her father and grandmother.
Eager to forget her troubles, she is quickly sucked into learning a whole new past that her grandmother experienced, but had hidden from the world, and all but a handful of people.
I can’t tell you more, because I would hate to spoil the story, but a definite recommended read!
There is romance, tragedy, and it will ignite a yearning for the ‘right; ending to be the one you read!

So, Peeps, tell me which one appeals to you!


Chai And A Chat #56 #ChaiAndAChat

Happy Monday to you all! I hope your week treated you well. Here’s my half term update!

  • If we were sipping chai together I’d tell you that, though it was half term, that doesn’t meal total rest for me… I must be really wicked! It was a fun, jam-packed one though!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d start off by saying that after 118 redials over half an hour, first thing on Monday morning, I managed to get through to the doctor and got a doctor’s appointment for 3.40pm that day. The doctor was baffled, and asked all the questions I’d expect, regarding sleep patterns, diet, stress at work or home, sudden weight loss (I wish!) etc, and ended up sending me for a whole host of blood tests to check pretty much everything he could… So off I went on Tuesday morning, all prepared for the wait, as I had a fasting blood test within all the others. It didn’t take as long as I expected, thankfully, so I was home within half an hour. I called up on Friday to see whether the results were back, and they all appear to have come back clear… so the reason for my tiredness is still a mystery. It’s a good thing I still kept that Friday appointment on the 1st November. I’ll be back to find out if the Dr has any more bright ideas.
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d tell you that the rest of Tuesday was spent finishing off bits and bobs in my classroom, ready for next week, and then packing for our trip to Birmingham, to see Pops and Mum. I couldn’t wait!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d say that the journey was pretty smooth, on our way to Brum, for a change, and we got there within the 3 hours. The kids always want to go swimming there, so that was the first thing we ticked off our list of things to do! Then it was a chilled dinner at home. Thursday morning was a great time, where we ended up going through some of Mum’s old outfits. Lil Princess loved trying things on! And Lil Man did not want to be left behind. Mum found her brother’s old things too, old pullovers, pens and instruments from the 60’s when he was over here studying for a PhD! It is wonderful to look at these things, marvelling at how perfectly things have been kept, for so many years, so they still look like new!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d tell you that we then went shopping in Solihull which is where I went to school. I was also hoping to meet my dear blog pal, Shelley Wilson, and we did indeed manage to catch up for chai (me) and coffee (the rest!) My parents loved meeting her, and I’m sure Shelley can vouch for where my chatterbox nature comes from!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d say that on Friday, we had lunch out, at a local Nando’s and it was a funny trip as there was a server, an English guy, who was obviously taken by my Pops and his turban, so he took it upon himself to pop over to us and let Pops know he had been to a village near Ludhiana (a district in Punjab, India), before disappearing to his job. Then, as we started to eat, he came back and felt the need to sing a snippet of a Bollywood song, telling us he loved it! We got a good giggle from that! After our serenading server, we went to the cinema to watch The Addams Family. It was okay… not the best, but not the worst. (and Pops fell asleep before the film even began – don’t blame him – the adverts were over half and hour long!) The evening was spent with some family visiting, which is always fun!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d tell you that the journey back was far from stressless on Saturday. We woke to heavy rain in Birmingham and so left at 10-30am to give us plenty of time to get back. I still had laundry, shopping and cleaning to do when I got home, what with it being diwali the next day. It was nearing 4pm when we actually arrived back at our house. Nope. not a smooth 3 hours. There was rain, traffic, rain, traffic, accidents, traffic… you get my drift? And I still had to unpack and do the rest upon arriving back home! (Another week off please? Anyone?)
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d tell you that other tham being with Pops and Mum, I also was back to my editing. I have decided to go Indie now, so I need to do those last changes to the MS so I can get ready to launch… ! Eeeeeek!!! And I found plenty of places to sit and write, in Brum, as well as back home. Oh, and somehow I managed to buy anpother notebook, and pen, but they match my MacBook bag, soI think that’s allowed!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d say that after taking Lil Princess to a birthday party, we did our preparations for Diwali on Sunday. A trip to the Gurdwara to pay our respects, plenty of food at the in-laws and then back to the temple to watch fireworks! It was a good day, all
  • If we were sipping that chai together, and possibly reaching for cake or cookies I’d tell you that I would love another week off… but alas, that won’t happen! Back to school, my lovelies!
  • d possibly reaching for cake or cookies I’d tell you that there is a Halloween school disco to look forward too… I think.
  • If we were sipping that chai together, and possibly reaching for cake or cookies I’d mention that we may go to the fireworks at the local prom on Friday too, for Bonfire Night, or Guy Fawkes night!
  • If we were sipping that chai together, and possibly reaching for cake or cookies I’d tell you that I hope the following weekend will be calm and quiet… I think I’dd need it!

Right, that’s me done Peeps! Let me how your week has been.

Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 243 – Bandi Chor Divas and Diwali

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It’s Diwali today, Peeps! And also Bandi Chor Diwas, the festival we Sikhs celebrate today.

Most folks know about the simple Diwali story of Ram, Sita and Ravan the demon, and them defeating evil and coming back from many years in the darkness.

But this is not why us Sikhs celebrate.

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I hope this little graphic gives you a little insight as to why your turbanned neighbour may be celebrating today!

With that bit of education, Spidey and I shall leave you today, to prepare for celebrations, and we will be back next week!

If you are celebrating, Diwali or Bandi Chor Divas, we wish you a wonderful day filled with love, light and laughter.

Chai And A Chat #55 #ChaiAndAChat

Happy Monday to you all! I hope your week treated you well. Here’s my update!

  • If we were sipping chai together I’d mention that, as you read this, I might just have managed to get an earlier Dr’s appointment. The plan is to be ringing from 8.30 am when they open to get an on the day morning appointment, so I can hopefully get to the bottom of this tiredness thing. If not today, then Tuesday… otherwise I’ll be waiting for the 1st November, when I have one booked. Yawn…
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d get back to my past week and tell you that our Reception kids were exceptional at their Harvest festival! Considering this was not only their first big assembly, but their first EVER assembly with the whole school, these Lil Beauts did fantastic! They sat and watched the other year groups perform little songs and dances for Harvest, then stood in front oof over 450 people who were bigger than them, and sang and danced their hearts out. It was pretty fab, considering the Reception class usually go into silent mode, and it’s left to us, the adults of the class, to sing the songs!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d have to tell you about the beautiful portaits the children have been painting, of the adults in the school who help them. We try and get a Reception set of likenesses of all the teachers, every year, and it is rather eye opening to see what they see us as! I have a lovely official one, which I will share soon enough, but this one, I love too, as I think I look a bit like a wise owl, with fab hair!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d say that even though I love my work, I was definitely glad it was the last week of this term. It’s been busy. There have been up and down moments, but nothing that can’t be dealt with. But I plan on enjoying the week ahead.
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d say that Tuesday was an evening of quiet reflection and remembrance, as it was #WaveOfLight Infant Loss Day. Those who have lost a baby through whatever scenario, light candles at 7pm wherever they are to create a wave of light, to remember their lost angels. It was an evening that made me grateful for the two children we have been blessed with, but also a time to wonder what life may have been like, if my other two pregnancies hadn’t ended in miscarriage…
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d lighten the mood to tell you that as part of a lovely group of women on Facebook, I was involved in an autumnal gift swap. The idea was for autumn\Halloween based gifts to be exchanged… but here, before the deadline of shipping, in September, there were only Christmas things available, no Halloween merchandise… really?? Still, I sent my parcel, which arrived safely, and on Friday, mine came from the US, complete with fantastic American Halloween candy, a book, some fantastic tea and two beautify scarves! This one has to be my fave!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d mention that on Saturday, Lil Princess and I decided on a pamper day: hair, eyebrows, nails, that sort of thing. I had factored in a whole afternoon of treating ourselves… but didn’t factor in a LOOOONG wait at the hair salon. Where we usually go is a place where you don’t make appointments, but sit and wait. It can take around an hour, but I usually have my Kindle with me, so it’s no big deal. This time, we arrived and there were three ladies ahead of us. But the issue was the people already in the hairdressers seats. They were all having crazy big stuff done to their hair from perms to whole head high lights, to fancy hairstyles for nights out. And the poor stylists hadn’t had lunch or anything! I think we waited over two hours to be seen, then my highlights, roots and cut and blow dry took another three hours. It was dark when we left. I hadn’t even managed to finish my book as my Kindle battery died on me! Then, as we hurried to the car park, Hubby Dearest texted to ask where exactly we were… it had been over five hours by then! And the car park poedestrian entrances, and lift and stair well had been locked up! So we hurried around to the ramp entrance and got in from there. Goodness knows what he would have thought if I had to call up to say our car had been locked in the car park! And the most annoying thing? All the rushing around to get to the car ruined my blowdry! Grrr!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d say that as nails and eyebrows didn’t factor in on Saturday, I popped into town early on Sunday to have my nails sorted out, along with a LARGE Chai Latte, which was yummy!
  • If we were sipping chai together I’d tell you we popped in to Bluewater for lunch and a little light shopping in the afternoon, and I might have just managed to slip a couple more books into my shopping bag… oops!
  • If we were sipping that chai together, and possibly reaching for cake or cookies I’d tell you that I can’t wait for Wednesday when we will drive up to Brum to see Pops and Mum. You don’t understand how much I need to be in the cocoon of my parents embrace right now.
  • If we were sipping that chai together, and possibly reaching for cake or cookies I’d sheepishly admit that I will need to pop into school on one day at least, to get things ready for the new term. Just a bit of photocopying and data, honest!
  • If we were sipping that chai together, and possibly reaching for cake or cookies I’d mention that it will be Diwali, or Bandi Chorr Divas next Sunday, so I’m sure there will be plenty of photos of food and fireworks for you too see!

Right, that’s me done Peeps! Let me how your week has been.

Spidey’s Serene Sunday – Part 242 – Aaaaand Relax!

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“It’s nice when I have days off to go home and relax and literally take the weight off my shoulders and enjoy the simple things.”

Seth Rollins

My oh my, Spidey, you’ve hit the nail on the head right there!

You all know I’ve been struggling with tiredness recently, and finally, as I write this, I can say “Yes! I am on half term!”

That means a week off from all that work and school… sort of.

I’ve spent an afternoon with my Lil Princess at the hairdresser so far. Today I may get my nails done. Monday, I shall attempt to get a Dr’s appointment to investigate the tiredness, and Tuesday, I’m afraid I can’t totally switch off. I need to pop into school to finish some data and classroom bits.

But then comes Wednesday.

Yes! for Wednesday! Because I’ll be taking the kids and driving up to see my Pops and Mum for a few days.

I’ll be going back HOME for a while, and that quote up there 🔝, is echoing my sentiments totally. When I got back home, that is truly the place I get to unwind, sit back and relax. I haven’t seen my Mum since June, and Pops since the beginning of August, so I am so excited to be with them.

Just being there helps to relax me.

So… tell me, where do you go to relax?

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