Bettie's Books

The night of my mother's funeral, Linda Dawson cried on my shoulder, put her tongue in my mouth and asked me to find her husband.Celtic Tiger Literature is a very small chronological feature and I'm sure over time it will become 'must-read' and have a specialist shelf all of its very own.Unless of course Eire recovers sufficiently quickly from the Icelandic economic fiasco.Either way, this book is definitely Celtic Tiger and deals with all manner of wheeling and dealing commensurate with new money. It's an okay read with enough black humour to bob it along. Pleasant enough as it is, I won't purposefully be seeking out more.