Although away in France, in Le Vaulmier ostensibly doing some work on the house, I have managed to finish Kate Mosse's Sepulchre, which I started several weeks ago. I kept putting it aside to read other things, or do something. It's a long book anyway, but at last completed and sort of enjoyed. I think I preferred her Labyrinth, which I read a couple of years ago, while on holiday in the south of France. The switching back and forward in time from late 19th century to the present day worked well, although I found the use of some American language a bit awkward. The characters of the two girls Leonie and Meredith seemed believable, at least while reading. Some books that I take a while to read like this one, I never get back to and finish, but somehow, I wanted to find out how the author reconciled the plot.
Another read while here in France has been Deborah Moggach's These Foolish Thngs, which I found a rattling good read, despite the author's rather bleak view of life for older people in Britain in the 21st century. The idea of setting up a retirement home in Bangalore is intriguing, and the descriptions of life there for the residents from Britain, and the characters of those residents is beautifully done. Since our retirement from paid employment, we have taken on a neglected house in the middle of what one of the local residents describes as the most beautiful valley in France, we have been kept failrly busy; although we don't live here all the time, we visit about four times a year at different seasons. So far this autumn visit has proved successful, as we have done some more work on improving the house, decorating and mainataining the interior and exterior. We have had some glorious weather, with wonderfully warm and sunny days, when we have gone for little walks through the local woods, all now rapidly changing from green to golden yellow. Splendide!