Then she lands herself a job as a senior X-ray technician at Sydney’s Royal Queens Hospital, because she’s a clever lass. Straight up, she decides to chuck in her handsome fiancé, who has good prospects, because she’s tired of being a virgin and he won’t even kiss her properly. On ‘Friday, January 1st, 1960 (New Year’s Day)’ she starts a diary (‘What a good idea this diary is!’ – and that goes for both us). I discovered that the young woman is called Harriet Purcell and has curly dark hair and ‘seductive breasts’. This evening, after turkey pastizio for dinner (must do that again next year!), I settled down with Angel Puss. Was astonished to discover it was published as long ago as 1977 and sold ten million copies worldwide! I got the 1987 title, The Ladies of Missalonghi (TLOM), instead, it being the shortest of the few books on the shelf. Last week I tried to borrow The Thorn Birds from Glebe Library. The dust jacket précis reveals that this novel is ‘exhilarating’ and ‘takes us back to 1960 and Sydney’s Kings Cross – and the story of a young woman determined to defy convention’. Ugh: today I realised Colleen McCullough’s latest book (her fifteenth), Angel Puss, which ABR sent to me several weeks ago, needs to be read, reviewed and dispatched by January 3.
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