Once a month I go to The Book Club.
Sat in a library, surrounded by twenty or so other adults, it’s impossible not to take in the diversity of the individuals gathered there to talk about the same book.
At first it reminded me of The Breakfast Club.
In this film a group of teenagers, from varying social groups, are placed in their school library for a long detention. Exploring each other’s traits, flaws and positive attributes, they socialise in a way they had never done before.
Welcome to The Evening Book Club.
I’ll introduce you to some of the characters:
- The Woman with the Wine – My first impression of this woman was her urge and insistence that the group go to the pub whilst we wait for the unusually late keys to open the door to the meeting place. Even upon being ignored and told a polite ‘no’, she continued on with persistent hinting. However this is not the reason I call her The Woman with the Wine. Every meeting, whether her appointed turn or not, she turns up with at least three bottles. Red, White, Rose. She begins the meeting by loudly offering other members a drink, pouring the immediately opened wine before people have even begun to find a seat. After giving others a polite amount, she’ll polish off the rest, her glass allowing for around a pint of wine.
- The Kindle Rubber – There is a gentleman who, rather than take a copy of the novel allotted to him, prefers to download it on to his Kindle. Nothing wrong with that. However then, throughout the entire meeting he sits slowly rubbing the screen. At first I thought it was just to keep the display alert. Then I saw him rubbing the case that was enclosing the Kindle. Even when the conversation moves on to pointless topics, like the author’s birthday or their shoe size, he continues rubbing.
- The Mouse – Quite a tall woman who fades into the background. She gives her opinion at the beginning then disappears into almost complete silence. Then once I heard her laugh, a light high-pitched squeak. Just like a Mouse.
- Miss Angry – It’s as if this woman picks one person each meeting and says to herself ‘I am going to disagree with everything they say tonight’. And she does. Righteously.