Still working on the writing habit, so what better excuse for a post than to review a book.
My mum introduced me to Bill Bryson books and I read some of his travel/cultural writings way back before my emigration (and also his slots on Radio 4, if I remember correctly. I picked this one up from Exclusive Books in Gaborone Sandton City (according to the price label, it’s dated 2011 so probably from when I went on a Civil Designer training course).
Some time ago I commented in a post about trying to post more as a way of getting variety in my life. A noble intention, but life has kept getting in the way, and I found I was tending towards angry, ranty posts due to the frustrations all around.
Suffice to say things came to a head in the last couple of months and I actually booked myself a counseling session with a psychologist.