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Diksha Basu – The Windfall

Right up to the very end, I was loving this book, but the ending left me feeling a bit cold which really changed my impression of the whole book, dropping my overall rating from a 4 to a 3.

The book felt to me like Hyacinth Bouquet and Keeping up Appearances on steroids. I’ve never known someone so desperate to appear like he has more money than his neighbours than Mr Jha. To go to the point that you will openly insult your son and call him useless and his work rubbish just so that you look better to your neighbours makes you pretty sad to be honest.

Mr Jha and his wife have recently come into a lot of money, and Mr Jha has decided that they need to move from their family home surrounded by their friends, so to a nicer house on the other side of Delhi, surrounded by other wealthy people. Mrs Jha is not so certain, and you can tell as the book goes on that she would just much rather be back in her small apartment (despite its foibles) and have her friends near her. Money can’t fix loneliness.

Without giving away too many spoilers, one of the funniest things for me was when Mr Jha realised that his insane competition to look richer than his neighbour might have all been a waste of time. I mean, getting a sofa that was studded with crystals might have looked nice, but if you can’t sit on it without inflicting pain, what is the point?!

As well as Mr and Mrs Jha, the book splits perspective between their son Rupak who is at school in America, and Mrs Jha’s friend Mrs Ray. I loved that we could see the story from multiple sides, as it meant that you got a better feeling of how ridiculous it all was.

Unlike most books I’ve read with multiple perspectives which devote a chapter at a time to one character, this book seamlessly switched from one character to another, sometimes mid sentence. It was a bit jarring at first, but once I got used to it, it was great. It meant that you could see the exact same events from multiple perspectives without splitting the book up into tiny chapters.

As I mentioned at the start, I knocked a point off this book for the ending which was just a total let-down for me, I was expecting something more and it felt a bit like it fizzled out. I still can’t decide how exactly I would have preferred the book to end, but just with a bit more of ‘something’ than it actually did.

My rating: 3/5Average rating: 3.56
306 pages. Published in: 2017
Read in E-bookon 9th-12th May 2018

HM2014: Day 2

20140103-212124.jpgDay 2, complete! Maracattack was much harder today because my muscles were aching so much from yesterday, especially when it got to the abs section. The side planks are an absolute killer! But I made it through to the end again, kind of. Because the steps in the routine change so quickly, it’s hard to keep up with what you should be doing. And sometimes they don’t show Miranda’s modified version until you’re already supposed to be halfway through, which isn’t ideal! But when I get lost, I just improvise, any movement has to be better than none!

After tea tonight I went for a quick walk down to asda and back. I say quick, it really was. It was lashing down with rain and very windy so I couldn’t wait to get back inside. It didn’t help that part of my route was down a long dark alley, which was populated with a group of what I shall politely call ‘youths’. As I started walking down the alley, they started following me, so I upped my speed to get away from them and back to streetlights as quick as possible!

Not a bad day in all though, stuck to my diet plan again, with space for 2 of my lovely thorntons chocolates that I got for Christmas. The box is going to last ages at this rate!

Oh, and in case you were wondering, the picture today is of my maraca substitutes, the Zumba toning sticks which came with my Zumba DVDs. They sound just like maracas and are slightly weighted, perfect for the job!

Stats for today
Calories eaten: 1,583
Calories burned: 3,253
Steps taken: 5,083
Active Minutes: 53

Review: Mary Berry – Recipe for Life

20131204-084516.jpgMary Berry. What can you say? When you see her on TV, she’s exactly like your grandma. And her autobiography was less like a book and more like sitting in your granny’s kitchen with a cup of tea and a cream scone and listening to her reminiscing about the old times.

I have to be honest, I’d never heard of Mary Berry until the Great British Bake Off started, but I can see now that she’d actually done a lot before then, even retiring from her career before getting the phone call out of the blue about judging a ‘village fete’ style baking contest.

She led a rather privileged life when she was younger, but worked extremely hard to make it to where she wanted to be, leaving school with no qualifications and working her way up to a regular slot on an afternoon talk show, and even filming segments in her own house, which looks pretty grand by the way. She’s had her fair share of hardships too, from a life-threatening stay in hospital with polio when she was younger, to losing her son in a tragic car accident.

As much as the book was like a nice cosy chat with your gran, there were times when it felt a little preachy, when Mary was talking about the way that she would rather do things, and how everyone else is either stupid or doing it wrong. But I suppose that’s quite like your average gran too.

I found it a rather enjoyable read (and I now keep using the word ‘rather’ far too often, just like Mary). I saw that her life story was actually on TV yesterday, with the second part tonight, so I would kind of like to watch that too, just to see the places she talks about brought to life, especially her beautiful sounding house.

4/5

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