So my first book back was a relatively light read. It was called Bring Me The Head Of Ryan Giggs. The book was about a bitter ex-player for Manchester United and who he blamed when his rise to stardom was tragically cut short.
As far as first books back go, it was quite entertaining. It was a light book which touched on some heavy themes (mainly the public’s pre-occupation with putting kids on pedestals and the mercenary nature of professional sport). It is done entirely from the ex-players point of view as we follow his struggles and hardships through his life.
So now that I have the book bug again, I am now reading a Victorian-error mystery about a girl who has died on the eve of her marriage (Luxe). Definitely a little bit of a heavier book than Bring me the Head of Ryan Giggs but none-the-less quite intriguing at the moment as they build up the world and the relations around it.