June 19, 2013
Ever since I was 7 I've been envious of my Dad's book club (although he very nicely lent me the books he was reading for it, which is how I learned dirty words as a child). All other book clubs in Dublin would have seemed a pale imitation, but now that I'm on the other side of the world I feel I can strike out on my own!
I recently moved to Newtown from Ireland to join my husband. He brought furniture; I brought 800 books.