As usual, Mary Stewart didn’t disappoint me with The Moon-spinners. This one was another English-girl-on-Greek-holiday-finds-intrigue-and-romance novels, and I enjoyed it a great deal. The plot was predictable but interesting. Sometimes I just want to escape.
After that, I picked up Witches Abroad and laughed more than I have on any other Terry Pratchett book. I think hubby might actually read this one, particularly after I read him some short passages dealing with Nanny Ogg’s cat. I love that cat. My Bud is entirely too lazy to ever be like Greebo, but when I was a kid we had a ginger tom who always came back battered.
Next up: Whatever looks interesting when I have a free moment.