Vikki Stone, 43, was today coming to terms with the fact that her friends aren’t speaking to her after she read the book set by her best friend Sue Stevens for their monthly reading group meeting.
‘I started to discuss the plot and characterisation and the atmosphere soured as if I’d committed a war crime,’ said Vikki. ‘Then Sue just started shrieking: ‘You’re not supposed to read the bloody thing, Vikki. The idea is we all get together with a few bottles of Andrew’s Cloudy Bay and we slag off anyone who isn’t here.’ I didn’t know where to look. Nobody else had read it.
‘I felt so low I went home and sat in the kitchen till David came home from work, so we could talk about Ulysses, a book he’s always going on about and which I’d just finished. He just laughed and said he’d never got beyond the first 100 pages, but it made an excellent doorstop. Well, I guess it looks like turkey twizzlers when Sue and Andrew come round for my gourmet evening David promised them.’