I never could get the hang of Thursdays

This ‘un.

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Because I’ve not kept you updated.

The Long Dark Tea-Time Of The Soul — Douglas Adams. Brilliant, loved it.

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A tad strange, but so far so good.

I’ve also started reading a Robert Ludlum book — which is massive.

To the hesitating purchaser

If sailor tales to sailor tunes,
Storm and adventure, heat and cold,
If schooners, islands, and maroons
And Buccaneers and buried Gold,
And all the old romance, retold
Exactly in the ancient way,
Can please, as me they pleased of old,
The wiser youngsters of to-day:

—So be it, and fall on! If not,
If studious youth no longer crave,
His ancient appetites forgot,
Kingston, or Ballantyne the brave,
Or Cooper of the wood and wave;
So be it, also! And may I
And all my pirates share the grave
Where these and their creations lie!

Because I found a copy in a charity book shop. (As well as a Belle & Sebastian album).

Because; a) I got fed up with that last book, and b) I like Jeffrey Archer.

The Girl of the Sea of Cortez. Peter Benchley also wrote The Island, which I liked.

Catch 22 was really good as well, Poor Yossarian, I’d like to think he made it.

I’m really enjoying this book, so I thought I’d quote a few bits for you.

“The enemy,” retorted Yossarian with weighted precision, “is anybody who’s going to get you killed, no matter which side he’s on, and that includes Colonel Cathcart. And don’t you forget that, because the longer you remember it, the longer you might live.”

“Catch-22…says you’ve always got to do what your commanding officer tells you to.”
“But Twenty-seventh Air Force says I can go home with forty missions.”
“But they don’t say you have to go home. And regulations do say you have to obey every order. That’s the catch. Even if the colonel were disobeying a Twenty-seventh Air Force order by making you fly more missions, you’d still have to fly them, or you’d be guilty of disobeying an order of his. And then the Twenty-seventh Air Force Headquarters would really jump on you.”

“I don’t think you have to call me “sir”, sir”, Lieutenant Scheisskopf pointed out. “You outrank me.”
“Yes, sir. I may outrank you, sir, but you’re still my commanding officer.”
“Yes, sir, that’s right,” Lieutenant Scheisskopf agreed. “You may outrank me, sir, but I’m still your commanding officer. So you better do what I tell you, sir, or you’ll get in trouble. Go to the hospital and tell them you’re sick, sir. Stay there until your uniform allowance catches up with you and you have some money to buy some uniforms.”
“Yes, sir.”
“And some shoes, sir. Buy some shoes the first chance you get, sir.”
“Yes, sir. I will, sir.”
“Thank you, sir.”

I loved The Giro Playboy. Did anybody watch Citizen Smith when I suggested it? I’d love to know what you thought.