Humiliation

Besides the n number of things I need to confess, this is the one that humiliates me the most. David Lodge just made the confession a little easier.

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He taught them a game ... in which each person had to think of a well-known book he hadn't read, and scored a point for every person present who had read it.

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'What d'you call the game?' Melanie asked Philip.

'Humiliation'

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Now how difficult is that? There is no time. No leisure. I feel intellectually redundant. All this must change, and soon.

I am making a bid at amelioration by "Changing Places" with Lodge, but I hope I don't end up on square one what with the holidays coming to an end. Boo hoo. Where did Diwali go ?

Otherwise, I wait (not so patiently) for good friends to return. Come back, will you? Patience is an expensive commodity, and I cannot afford to run out of it.

Arbeit Macht Frie ? I sincerely doubt it !!