I read this autobigraphy recently, so I thought I would share a few thoughts on it. It has been out for a few years now, but I had never got round to reading it before.
I do love a good book and a nice cup of tea. I read this book in one evening and found it is searingly honest. There seemed to be some issues that were skimmed over, such as an attack that Pearl endured. I thought the repercussions of this were never really addressed. When in a clinic for her problems, Pearl refers to the 'real' issues that other people there had suffered. I think suffering a very violent attack is a hugely traumatic thing to happen and was downplayed by Pearl.
Recently, I saw in an interview that Pearl wished to state the identity of her attacker in the book, but wasn't permitted to by the publishers. Therefore, I wondered whether that was why the attack wasn't given the attention it ought to have had.
I thought that Pearl's husband, Danny's drug problems were minimised by Pearl. She seems to state her belief that Danny could cope with being a recreational user, whilst she was the one with the real problem. Yet throughout the book, Dany encourages her to party amongst drug users whilst knowing that she has adidction issues. I found this quite troubling.
However, in many ways Danny comes across as a brilliant bloke in the book. The story of their instant feelings of love and Danny's acceptance of family and responsibility at a young age were really heartwarming.
I could go on more about this book, but don't want to bore. There is a lot of hope in it too and I like the fact that it gives an honest account of addiction, instead of presenting a Primrose Hill type gossip fest, which it could have been.
Onto some other random things. I was DELIGHTED to find a Rosali duvet cover in Ikea. It is actually a single, but still fairly large.
It is VERY hot here. Sorry! It has been 35 in the shade, which is rather toasty. However, I have been indoors this week with Eliska rather a lot as she has tonsilitis and is on antibiotics.
Despite the heat, I still enjoy a cuppa. Old habits die hard.
Seeing the sun streaming through the windows, leads to feelings like this...
It is a pleasure to pick the beautiful roses from the garden. Roman does most of our gardening. I need to learn.
Roman also grew some lavendar. Check out the arid looking soil! It rained last night though and did some impressive thundering, which I quite relished. The electric went on and off, very dramatic.
It is very hot and the sunlight is gorgeous, but the heat is so strong. Luckily, our house is quite cool.
Despite the sunshine, there has been some flooding locally. Luckily, we have not been affected by it.
I do find it difficult to keep a tidy and presentable home, with the little tot making dens and throwing my cushions around, bless her. She likes to climb between the sofa cushions an pretend it is a shop. This is a rare tidy moment. The cushion arrangement certainly won't last long!
Hope you are having a super Saturday. x