Crime Book Club

Monthly Book

The Book group has been 'going strong' since 2011 when L&D u3a began. We have covered about 30 books in the last 4 years.
We try to choose our books 3 months in advance (one per month) via a system of group members' recommendations, with occasional reference to Book Charts and Reviews.

Group Size

The group is limited to a maximum of 10 members to allow each member the opportunity to contribute to the discussion. This is a benefit, as we find that a smaller number is better for meaningful discussions. As a treat there is usually a cup of coffee or tea with something tasty to accompany it.

Previous Books

“Atticus said to Jem one day, “I’d rather you shot at tin cans in the backyard, but I know you’ll go after birds. Shoot all the blue jays you want, if you can hit ‘em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.” That was the only time I ever heard Atticus say it was a sin to do something, and I asked Miss Maudie about it. “Your father’s right,” she said. “Mockingbirds don’t do one thing except make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corn cribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. That’s why it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.” – Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird

Reading for Relaxation

Reading lowers blood pressure, increases contentment and fires the imagination. Overall, it is good for your health and well-being.
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Group Leader's comments

"I have been delighted with the range of books that the group has read, many which I may not normally have selected. The group discussion can illuminate the books just by hearing the different points of view. If you love reading this is the group for you."

Essential Information

Group Leader - Rosemary Train
Email - rosemary.train@gmail.com
When - Monthly on 3rd Tuesday - 2.0pm - 3.30pm
Where - Lanark Library Tea and coffee available £1
Cost - Cost of your monthly book
Requirements - None

“I never believed in Santa Claus. None of us kids did. Mom and Dad refused to let us. They couldn’t afford expensive presents and they didn’t want us to think we weren’t as good as other kids who, on Christmas morning, found all sorts of fancy toys under the tree that were supposedly left by Santa Claus.
Dad had lost his job at the gypsum, and when Christmas came that year, we had no money at all. On Christmas Eve, Dad took each one of us kids out into the desert night one by one.

“Pick out your favorite star”, Dad said.

“I like that one!” I said.

Dad grinned, “that’s Venus”, he said. He explained to me that planets glowed because reflected light was constant and stars twinkled because their light pulsed.

“I like it anyway” I said.

“What the hell,” Dad said. “It’s Christmas. You can have a planet if you want.”
And he gave me Venus.

Venus didn’t have any moons or satellites or even a magnetic field, but it did have an atmosphere sort of similar to Earth’s, except it was super hot-about 500 degrees or more. “So,” Dad said, “when the sun starts to burn out and Earth turns cold, everyone might want to move to Venus to get warm. And they’ll have to get permission from your descendants first.

We laughed about all the kids who believed in the Santa myth and got nothing for Christmas but a bunch of cheap plastic toys. “Years from now, when all the junk they got is broken and long forgotten,” Dad said, “you’ll still have your stars.” – Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle

Lanark & District u3a