I'm not even going to tell you what I got, because it was terrible!
I tried to be very honest and not count any books where I couldn't remember if I'd actually read them or just seen the film.
And I agree, there were some very odd choices in this list - but I find that with most such lists. Somewhere we have one of those '1000 books to read before you die' compendia, and I hadn't even heard of most of the books in that. I think I read in a very insular mammer - I've read very few books by authors not from the UK, the US or Canada. A few from France. Very little in translation. I know I ought to make more effort to read 'outside the box', but at the moment the box is quite a cosy place in which to hide.
Went for a walk this afternoon - what a horrible, grey day it has been here. Rain on ice (thankfully it had already melted off the roads, so I stayed on those and didn't venture onto the field paths), dark skies, hardly anyone about. I does make you appreciate coming home to a warm, dry house and a cup of tea.
Husband has booked the big TV for watching football tonight. He very rarely does this so I'm not complaining, but this house is small, and we don't have anywhere else to sit apart from the sitting room with the TV in it, so I'm not sure what I will do. Of course I could read, or indeed watch, in bed, but I have a horrible feeling I will just drop off to sleep. I suppose there are worse things!
I finished listening to Simon Brett/Jeremy Front's Charles Paris mystery, The Cinderella Killer, while I was out. It was fun, and I do enjoy Charles's unrepetant loucheness and his semi-affectionate banter with his 'estranged but living in the same house' wife Francis.
Last night we watched the first instalment of the new Great Pottery Throwdown series, and it was so lovely. Keith Brymer Jones, who is just wonderful, is still one of the judges, and is now joined by their former pottery technician, Rich Miller, who is equally good. They are both really nice, encouraging people - no Paul Hollywoods in this programme. Best of all, the new host is Siobhan McSweeny, the Irish actress who plays the Mother Superior in Derry Girls. She is brilliant, so funny. Apparently she has recently taken up pottery as a hobby. The competitors are all of a very high standard, but I must say I was pleased to see that this week's star potter was Sal, who is 60+ and not glamorous at all (three of the others are stick-thin 30 somethings, one is a model) but my, could she make beautiful things.