The book group meeting was here this evening. There are eight of us, new members come along by invitation when one of our number leave. Two of us joined the year before last: one person left and another died so fortunately neither of us specifically replaced our friend who died. She and I were at school together as it happens, she was a year above me and we didn’t meet again for many years.
I made spinach soufflé with tomato salad and roasted pepper salad and homemade bread, then served cheese and fruit. Very simple apart from the timing of the soufflé – but it’s so easy to make, and I just whisked the egg whites and slammed it in the oven for half an hour when the last guests arrived, which gave plenty of time to discuss last month’s book and for me to give my choice.
Last month, Adèle chose The Go-Between, which we all enjoyed. We’d either read the book or seen the film before, apart from one of us. I found it hard to finish – I knew what disaster was in store and didn’t want to get there; but that’s no adverse criticism.
We don’t meet again until October as we’re busy in the summer, so the June host chooses two books, possibly with a linking theme. I chose Waterlog, by Roger Deakin, and Rivers of London, by Ben Aaronovitch.