. . . . Having come to the conclusion that there was so much to do that she didn't know where to start, Mrs. Fowler decided not to start at all. She went to the library, took Diary of a Nobody from the shelves and, returning to her wicker chair under the lime tree, settled down to waste what precious hours still remained of the day.
--Richmal Crompton, Family Roundabout
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This is on my list and now I see why: clearly this character is my spiritual kin.
ReplyDeleteoh lovely, my spiritual kin, too!
ReplyDeleteOh, how I love this quote. I think there is an entire post in here, waiting to be written!
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