This week I’m reading Lady of Ashes, by Christine Trent. This is a historical mystery set in the Victorian era, revolving around Violet, a female undertaker, and her husband Graham, who is, uh, a male undertaker. And, I suspect, a gunrunner, although that is currently unconfirmed.
So I haven’t done a “not a review” in a while, in which I rate movies based on how long they take to put my wife to sleep, simply because we haven’t watched anything lately that she’s paid much attention to or made any amusing observations about. But that doesn’t mean she hasn’t uttered a tasty tidbit or two over the last couple of months. I’ve just been noting them down and waiting until I had enough of them for a post, because, you know, it’s not easy padding these posts to 30 minutes three or four paragraphs.