On St Patrick‘s Day, we drink green beer and read historical fiction.
We also eat delicious keema, but it wouldn‘t fit nicely into the picture.
On St Patrick‘s Day, we drink green beer and read historical fiction.
We also eat delicious keema, but it wouldn‘t fit nicely into the picture.
Look what was waiting for me at the post office today. So thoughtful of you, Paula. Thank you so much. Both these books look really interesting and I LOVE the soap - fancy soap is one of my favourite indulgences and you've chosen just the sort of scent I like best. I'm truly grateful for your friendship.
This novel starts in the late 1830s - the British haven‘t been in New Zealand long and we see them through the eyes of a young Maori boy as he is orphaned. At 15 he has the opportunity to go to London (1846) and be a living part of a NZ exhibition. We get both his coming of age story and his eyes opening to the poverty, racism and gender shame of what he was told was the cream of the civilised world. This is fictional but it was inspired by ⬇️