I first read My Family and Other Animals by Gerald Durrell as a pre-teen, just when I was beginning to leave my childhood infatuation with animals (and dreams of becoming a vet) behind, and moving onto more adult pleasures – like makeup, fashion magazines, and romance novels.
At that time, reading this book extended my childhood for a few more months I think before I fully tumbled into teen-hood. In fact, I enjoyed it so much that when I saw this book in the library recently, I happily picked it up again for a reread.
It’s been a long time since I did a Mailbox Monday post. Sadly, I have not been receiving too many books of late. I’ve been rather disenchanted with the books that I did get, and well, things have been very ho-hum when it comes to my reading lately.