Just finished reading the first of the Michael Palin Diaries (the Python Years). Now itching to read the next, but scowling at the price of the new book because I'm a stinge! *kicks library - hurry up!*
I enjoyed it a lot. (and didn't know that he'd endeavoured since his late 20's to keep a diary every day!) Also ironic, seeing as I bought one for myself last year, to start this year with.
However, unlike Mr Palin who has had a lot of folk to meet, I have very very few! So perhaps I'll converse with my plants instead? Perhaps Hunter (S. Thompson) the (once very thin and scraggly and on the verge of death when I bought it) tomato plant. I promised it a larger pot if it lived.
It did - to my amazement. More pot for Hunter, it is!