I received yet another book in the post yesterday (I know, I know, I have a serious book addiction). It was Molly's Millions, by the very lovely, Victoria Connelly and is her first book published in the UK, although she has had several already published in Germany, one of which was made into a film. Don't you love the cover?
I can't wait to start reading it, although I have to finish Jojo Moyes, The Peacock Emporium (very good) and Birdsong by Sebastian Faulks (fantastic), both of which I'm half way through at the moment, before allowing myself to start anything else. Too many books, far too little free time to get through them all.
This morning, as I dressed for Race for Life, we had a horrendous downpour, but thankfully it soon passed and the sun came out. I joined the 'walkers', as opposed to the fit 'runners' and began my walk. I had just passed the 1km mark, when the first runner ran past me going the other way! It was a beautiful morning, and as I gazed across St Aubin's bay, I noticed a dark, grey cloud slowly floating towards us. I had just reached about two thirds of the way when the heavens opened, the slight breeze turned into a gale (exaggeration there) and I got well and truly soaked (no exaggeration at all).
R phoned me to see how far along I was, and offered to collect me, which I thought was very kind. Mind you, I don't think he needed to laugh quite so hard when he saw me, sporting the drowned rat look, as he pulled over to let me in.