Back When We Were Grown-Ups by Anne Tyler. Excellent, absorbing, a mid-life crisis book. As the heroine is in her fifties, maybe you need to be older to appreciate fully this amusing tale of a disparate American family.
Behind the Scenes at the Museum by Kate Atkinson. I couldn’t get started on this when I first tried a while ago because I was put off by the first chapter told from the viewpoint of a child in the womb, which seemed over-precious to me. This time I persevered and of course the book is brilliant, funny and worthy of all the praises heaped upon it. It tells the tale of a dysfunctional Yorkshire family, and would probably resonate most with people brought up in the fifties and sixties.
The Flight of the Maidens by Jane Gardam. Describes the post-war summer of 1946 and follows the life of three bright school-leavers. Not as touching as the above. Well worth reading though.
A Tangled Summer by Caroline Kington. Set in the west country. A light multi-generational rural romp with a good plot.
Pillow Talk by Freya North. Well-written winner of the RNA Award, but this kind of chick-lit isn’t my thing any more, I now realise.
Almost French by Sarah Turnbull, a talented Australian journalist. Non-fiction. Many of us have struggled in Paris so I found Sarah's fresh take on the subject interesting, even if I couldn’t identify with all her experiences.
I’m currently reading a book about walking through Afghanistan by Rory Stuart. Remarkable but I’m exhausted.