I belong to a book club that is not a book club nor anything else we have decided on, nor supper club, nor wine club, nor gossip club but something in between and all of the above. Gardening at night Diane Awerbuck is a beautifully written, slyly dark humoured, intense slice of life. A girls life dissected. It is strange to read something so familiar, so South African without wincing. Diane magnifies the bizarreness of suburban life and reflects it back with the charm of the small bittersweet joys of growing up. Interesting and mysterious normality.
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