Reading about the everyday adventures of Mma Ramotswe is always pleasurable.

At King O'Malleys, monthly Canberra BookCrossing meet

Picked up at King O'Malley's pub at the monthly meeting of Canberra Bookcrossers.

This book will be released during the Darwin UnConvention 15-17 July 2016 in Darwin city or surrounds.

Picked up at the first get together of the Darwin Unconvention at Stokes Hill Wharf. It's the most Bookcrossers i've seen in one place.

Still engaged to the estimable Mr J.L.B. Matekoni, Mma Ramotswe understands that she should not put too much pressure on him, as he has other concerns, especially a hair-raising request from the ever persuasive Mma Potokwane, matron of the orphan farm. Besides Mma Ramotswe herself has weighty matters on her mind. She has been approached by a wealthy lady to check up on several suitors. Are these men interested in the lady or just her money? This may be a difficult case, but it's just the kind of problem Mma Ramotswe likes and she is, as we know, a very intuitive lady.

RABCK

Received a few days ago. Thanks!

Lent to a friend.

Back to me again. I hope to read it when I've finished Homer's Iliad.

Finished this one and passed it on to a friend.

I had read 'The Kalahari Typing School for Men' last year, and enjoyed it, but I liked this one even more. Ramotswe's breif political discussion with her cousin made me laugh out loud; her thinking is so similar to my own:

'“If the opposition would only stop arguing amongst themselves,” the cousin went on, “they would win the election and get rid of the government. That would be a good thing, do you not think?” “No,” said Mma Ramotswe. The cousin stared at her. “But it would be very different if we had a new government,” she said. “Would it?” asked Mma Ramotswe. She was not a cynical woman, but she wondered whether one set of people who looked remarkably like another set of people would run things any differently. ... Mma Ramotswe could feel herself lapsing again into the rhythms of country life, a life much slower and more reflective than life in town. There was still time and space to think in Gaborone, but it was so much easier here, where one might look out up to the hill and watch the thin wisps of cloud, no more than that, float slowly across the sky; or listen to the cattle bells and the chorus of the cicadas. This was what it meant to live in Botswana; when the rest of the world might work itself into a frenzy of activity, one might still sit, in the space before a house with ochre walls, a mug of bush tea in one’s hand, and talk about very small things: headmen in wells, goats and jealousy.'

Now I'm reading Make Way for the Spirit, by Christoph Friedrich Blumhardt.

Back to me again. I'm now reading A Christian Peace Experiment, by Ian Randall.

I love Alexander McCall Smith and I'm not sure why I didn't do a journal entry when I read this in early 20215. Very enjoyable! I hope you find a new reader soon readinghelps. :)

Going to a friend who Loves McCall Smith.

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