Bert felt jealous, cheated on, and blue. Then he discovered he could morph into a giant nightmarish slug...
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Life in the Clouds #6: Take a Slug ® James Field.
Morris tossed and turned on his side of the wide four-poster bed. The springy mattress squeaked and creaked beneath him, and the starched sheets and blankets constricted him like a straitjacket. He had already experimented with meditation and various breathing techniques, but lying in one position for more than ten minutes caused pain in his back, and it also irritated his throat. With a huff, he threw off the bed sheets and sat up straight to listen. There were no unusual sounds to disturb him; the mansion moaned with its usual creepy whisperings, but that was it.
By his side, Sibyl also made her usual racket. She slept on her back with her mouth open and snored loud enough to wake the dead; there were already more than enough ghosts roaming the dark halls and gloomy chambers of the mansion. He wondered if there was something wrong with her throat, because she snorted on the in breath through her nose, and brayed on the out breath through her mouth, lips flapping. There wasn't any point trying to wake her, because if she turned on her side she'd start gorilla farting; no, best to let her be. Anyway, why should he spoil her sleep just because his own was so beyond reach?
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The Thursday Murder Club by Richard Osman
My rating: 2 of 5 stars
There’s a lot to like and a lot to dislike in this story. I like that it’s cosy, funny, and heart-warming. The plot, however, is a tragedy. There are two murders, and every character in the book, of which there are many, has a motif. With so many twists, turns, and red herrings throughout the narrative, it lost me in a virtual maze.
But the author commits the gravest crime: he introduces a new, guilty character right at the end of the story. Tut, tut, naughty.
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