So yesterday, In the morning, I finished reading 'The Hundred Year Old Man Who Climbed Out Of The Window And Dissapeared' by Jonas Jonasson. I really enjoyed it. It had a nice surprise ending.
It all starts on the one-hundredth birthday of Allan Karlsson. Sitting quietly in his room in an old people's home, he is waiting for the party he-never-wanted-anyway to begin. The mayor is going to be there. The press is going to be there. But, as it turns out, Allan is not...Slowly but surely Allan climbs out of his bedroom window, into the flowerbed (in his slippers) and makes his getaway. And so begins his picaresque and unlikely journey involving criminals, several murders, a suitcase full of cash, and incompetent police. As his escapades unfold, we learn something of Allan's earlier life in which - remarkably - he helped to make the atom bomb, became friends with American presidents, Russian tyrants, and Chinese leaders, and was a participant behind the scenes in many key events of the twentieth century. Already a huge bestseller across Europe, The Hundred-Year-Old Man Who Climbed Out of the Window and Disappeared is a fun, feel-good book for all ages.
Then this evening I finished reading 'The Railway Children' by E. Nesbit. It was my favourite film as a child and my mom and dad bought me the soundtrack LP and I just loved it. But I realised the other day that I had never read the book.
I have to say that however many times I have watched or listened to the film, the "Oh Daddy, My Daddy" line has me in tears every time and now aged in my 40's I found that the book had exactly the same effect!