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[Archel1978 at xxx.com]

Forgive me if this 'review' (I object to the author's use of grammar) has 
been posted already, or indeed if anyone has tried to mail me.  My email has 
gone totally arse over tit again, and it'll be a miracle if this gets 
through.  (Not a very spiritually meaningful one, admittedly.)

This was in the times on Saturday, in a guide to what books to give for Xmas:

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    If your recipient’s tastes encompass brooding creative types and 
“intelligent pop music”, the dark yet gentle Nalda Said (Imp, £7.99), the 
debut from Stuart David, bass player with Belle & Sebastian, is a must.
    The narrator is a hospital gardener who believes he had a bizarre secret 
pressed upon him by a woman called Nalda during an unsettling childhood.  
Working at a hospice, he falls in love with a nurse, whom he eventually 
confides in.  The first few chapters of this modern parable were posted on 
the website for Looper, David’s pop project (www.treehouse.clara.net/), then 
snapped up by Imp.  David is said to have a stockpile of unfinished writing 
which may emerge in the next year.
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Huh.  If I had a pound (or a large advance) for every bit of 'unfinished 
writing' I've got which 'may emerge in the next year', I'd be a rich woman.  
I wonder what the rest of Stuart's output will be like.  On balance, I think 
I'd rather he publish his thoughts in book form than as Looper records.  
Meanwhile, I had a dream last night that he and I were taking turns to read 
from Nalda Said on Radio 4, on Book at Bedtime or something.  My first B&S 
dream.

Another first: my train was replaced with a bus service yesterday.  I never 
normally get buses. But I was quite pleased to be getting this one as I had 
B&S on my walkman.  So I have now done the proper thing and listened to them 
on a bus, and it was a Good Plan. 

Dreams aside, my social life is still less exciting than my grandmother’s, 
although she’s going to something called a ‘widow’s party’ soon, which 
admittedly doesn’t sound like a barrel of laughs.  I've decided that in the 
new year I will move out, whatever happens.  I may draw a new city to live in 
out of a hat, so if anyone wants to nominate their home town, let me know.

Dreading Christmas, 

Archel xxx

ps: i don't know where those capitals came from all of a sudden.  i feel like 
i've changed my identity.  that's better...

*************
Rachel Playforth
archel at iname.com

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