You would be forgiven for thinking
That Armageddon, or at least a small tornado combined with an earthquake, had passed through Leamington on Wednesday
It was nine 8 year old girls, over for an Easter/Spring Arts and Crafts and baking day.
My ears are still bleeding from the screaming.
Oldest child locked himself in his bedroom but eventually gave up, got on his bike and went to seek sanctuary at a friends house.
He may have broken the land speed record in his haste to get away.
But, out of chaos came forth order.
Of a sort
This Week I Have Mostly Been Reading
Alif the Unseen by G Willow Wilson.
It is described on Amazon as techno thriller. But really that does not go anywhere near capturing the depth and breadth of this book.
Set in an unspecified Arab state, it deals with censorship and control, social structures, hacking and the cyber world and mixes these uber secular themes with Djinn, fables and myths, and ideas on the power and evolution of language. Language as a power source to knowledge and to magical realms and ultimately heaven. Language and books, in particular holy books such as the Koran, offering a source code whose sophistication evolves with mankinds ability to decode and use it.
Throw in elements of the Arab Spring, a love story and the Thousand and One Nights and there you have it.
Magical Realism at its best.
Next Week I shall Mostly Be reading
Clovenhoof by Heide Goody and Iain Grant.
What if the devil was fired from hell for gross negligence and had to forge a new life trying to quietly fit in in suburban Britain?
Hmm, thinking about it I’m sure that would explain a lot about Tescos on a Tuesday morning….
Hope Your Easter is a happy and chocolatey one