I’ve been reading a couple of books recently, both of which are actually children’s books (I have a childlike mind…).
The first one is the nightmare inducing Harry Potter VII: Die Harder.
There is no way this is actually a children’s book, if I had read this when I was 12 years old I would still be wetting the bed.
Thankfully I am finished the book now and can get on with my life. I’ve moved onto something a little more sedate.
In a final attempt from Maria to help me improve my level of foreign, she bought me a book called Pippi Långstrump (Pippi Longstocking in English). My translation might not be totally correct, but it seems a story which revolves around a racist small girl, a horse and a sinister sounding monkey called Mr. Nilsson.
I’ll give an update when I finish the book.
