2009 has been a very interesting year for me. There’s been some tragedy, lots of comedy, plenty of romance and a great deal of adventure. I left my first “proppa” job to move to London, girlfriend in tow.
Looking back from the lush little flat we have now to the house-share we were in [...]
So I was lucky enough to have this little gem bought for me last month by my partner.
Clearly a glutton for punishment as she knows just how much I enjoy talking about all things Cosmological. (for anyone confused already, Cosmology is the study of the Universe, not of coffee, shoes and Prada)
Much to my surprise, [...]
From this point on the book really doesn’t take a step wrong. In fact thinking about it there is so much that happens. The early stages of the first few books, when the boys are still growing up and up to mischief and Nynaeve and Egwene haven’t outgrown village life are really intimate and rewarding to read.
It might sound absurd and overblown (it totally is and its part of its charm) but its no more absurd than Bankers awarding themselves bonuses even though they have dragged our economy through the dirt. In a country where Big Brother, I’m a Celebrity and Ladette to Lady have entertained our population so thoroughly, is Tomas’ Shit TV, with it’s Rollerblading Dwarves fighting to the death and Celebrity Shit Eating Contests really to hard to imagine?
He moved towards the bottle, nodding towards all, small eyes moving rapidly behind the glasses. He seized the whisky and drank, his slack gullet jerking. When he lowered it, his eyes were closed and his face a twisted mask. “Pooh!” He blew a volatile mist toward the smiling watchers. “Lord God what is that?”
“Early Times” Cried J-bone.
“Early Tombs is more like it”
“Lord Honey I know they make that old splo in the bathtub but this here is made in the toilet” He was looking at the bottle with his face averted in agony.
