I had a customer rave to me about this book and I thought I am on a cosy crime bender so why not? This had so much promise but fell short on everythinI had a customer rave to me about this book and I thought I am on a cosy crime bender so why not? This had so much promise but fell short on everything. Freya is in her late forties, has been divorced for several years and now that her daughter is an adult her abusive / controlling ex-husband (he came across as a caricature of an abusive husband with a level of hostility that one would expect from a reluctantly newly divorced man not someone who had been divorced for nearly a decade) is forcing her to sell her central London house. They have been divorced for years and she knew this was coming but seems to have been in complete denial and majorly needs some therapy. Freya is a character ripe for a heap of development but each personal development is so painfully slow I spent most of the book wanting saying "How long is this going to take?" Honestly, she seems a bit thick. When Freya is contacted by her aunt Carole (think of the character Joyce from Thursday Murder Club but without the charm or common sense) to be told that Carole's best friend and Freya's former mentor, Arthur, has died in what Carole thinks are suspicious circumstances. Carole is convinced of foul play but the local police are certain it was an accident. Freya has not spoken to Arthur in 20 years, ever since "what happened in Cairo" (we don't learn about what actually happened until two thirds of the way through the book, by which time I honestly didn't really care anymore but I was grateful we had been told because Freya would not stop bring it up and then saying "but I can't think of that now"*dramatic swoon*). Speaking of things that got brought up constantly, there were constant recaps. It almost felt like watching an American reality TV show. Freya or Carole were constantly "going over what we already know". Maybe Freya has hit menopause and it has effected her short term memory?
I struggled to keep the secondary characters straight because they were all pretty similar and all vaguely shady. Also completely unsubtle and also not very bright. There were plot holes: like what is the FBI doing there? (FBI has jurisdiction within USA, outside USA it is CIA. But Interpol would have made more sense in this case). The lawyer who is supposed to be executing an estate is dirty up to his neck and again everyone just seems to be fine with it? There is a straight up murder and not one person says "should we maybe call the police?". The people claiming to be FBI are never asked to actually prove it?! You're in a house with a murderer and you are just taking everyone's word that they are who they say??!! Girl, come on! This reads like a first book. And a series set up. It might get better. I hope for the author's sake that it does. The antique details were interesting and would have been better without Freya's constant "I am so glad I kept up my studies / interest in spite of what happening in Cairo" *self-congratulatory pat on back / oh no the thing that happened in Cairo*.
This is cosy crime and if you don't mind thick criminals to go along with thick sleuths then this will float your boat....more
OMFG how is this a best seller! I don't care if this is ground-breaking statistical concepts I could feel my brain trying to escape my ears to get awaOMFG how is this a best seller! I don't care if this is ground-breaking statistical concepts I could feel my brain trying to escape my ears to get away from the boredom. If it wasn't for having to lead a book club discussion I would not have finished this and I would have zero regrets. This book represents hours of my life I will never get back
WTF have I just read?? This is a fever dream in which the author gushes of her crush and her crush's family in a satirical, overwrought "biography" ofWTF have I just read?? This is a fever dream in which the author gushes of her crush and her crush's family in a satirical, overwrought "biography" of the fictional protagonist "Orlando". This is a commentary on class and gender but I feel that time and space have caused something to be lost in translation between the contemporary audience and the original audience. For me this "classic" was so damn boring and the satirical commentary which were probably cutting and extremely witty in the 1920's are things we are still fighting for in the 2020s and it was not funny then and it is less funny now. Even historical elements / facts which would usually interest me in historical fiction are so exaggerated as to be inaccurate and therefore (in my mind) pointless information. If I wasn't leading a book club discussion on it this would be a DNF, as it was there was a lot of skim reading from chapter 4 to chapter 6. This one is going to go on the hate list right alongside Wuthering Heights....more
Started this. The first one wasn't bad but not brilliant. Had medium hopes but they were too high. Can we please stop romanticising male protagonists Started this. The first one wasn't bad but not brilliant. Had medium hopes but they were too high. Can we please stop romanticising male protagonists with the emotional intelligence of a 3 year old?...more
I did something I rarely do when listening to audio books with this one. I put the play on 1.5x speed. Honestly even that was a little slow at times. I did something I rarely do when listening to audio books with this one. I put the play on 1.5x speed. Honestly even that was a little slow at times. There is a way that Americans, particularly those that think they have something truly, deeply, profound to say, like to speak and it does my head in (I'm looking at you Elizabeth Willard Thames and the painfully voiced and self-indulgent "Meet the Frugalwoods"). I'm not saying that there are not some good points in this book and if you are interested in minimising your life or just streamlining your belongings this isn't the worst place to start but there is nothing really earth-shattering in this book that you won't hear from any other minimalist. There is a nice guide to tackling your home and Becker gives good suggestions on how to responsibly dispose of unwanted items.
Listing to the audio I do wish he had employed someone else to voice the testimonials as there times when I got confused (briefly) between personal anecdotes and the testimonials of others. There are elements of evangelicalism creeping into the book. His history of religious (American Megachurch - which we learn about at the end of the book) experience very clearly shows through - several times while I was listening I did wonder if I was getting preached at. Like religious evangelicals Becker is certain his way is the best way. Like an evangelical he desperately wants to convert the unconverted and bring his "truth" to the world. Nothing wrong with the passion but it does result in an overly wordy and quite frankly unnecessarily long book (over 10 hours on audio) which really could have been easily 5 hours or less. Also, the author comes across as smug, patronising, and honestly just judgy: In short, he comes across as a privileged middle-aged white man who has never experienced anything less than everything falling into place when needed, or being judged for his appearance in a professional setting. He is also incredibly smug about people being insecure about measuring up to the expectations of others (a failing he is clearly above) without really delving into the social pressures and economic experiences that truly drive that mindset.
If I had to sum this book up in one word, that word would be: SMUG....more
Read this one as an ARC. Had high hopes, they were dashed fairly quickly. There was nothing truly objectionable but the characters were not memorable Read this one as an ARC. Had high hopes, they were dashed fairly quickly. There was nothing truly objectionable but the characters were not memorable and had no chemistry. The whole premise of the novel was too modern to fit with the time period. I forced my way through about 90 pages and then did something I hardly ever do and skipped to the end and I am glad I didn't waste any more time on it. I left the book thinking that it was an okay starter novel for a new author then looked up the author and found out this is #15!! If you are this boring after 15 romance novels it might be time to start a new career? I am not normally this harsh but I left this one (even after skipping ahead) feeling like I had just wasted good reading time. ...more
While the subject matter is interesting the audio edition just didn't do it for me. The narrators voice just caused me to tune out - so I would hear oWhile the subject matter is interesting the audio edition just didn't do it for me. The narrators voice just caused me to tune out - so I would hear one interesting fact or idea and then while I was thinking about that I would tune out to everything else being said. The narrator wasn't monotone but he did have a fairly deep and relatively softly spoken voice, which while great for drifting off to sleep at night, just wasn't conductive to paying attention. It would probably help to have the images too so if I read this again I will definitely go for the physical book which is fully illustrated....more
I am working my way through some of the books my Oma had on her shelves and decided this is the place to start. The Prose Edda is a collection of ScanI am working my way through some of the books my Oma had on her shelves and decided this is the place to start. The Prose Edda is a collection of Scandinavian / Norse mythology told in verse and prose. This is clearly a gathered collection of what would have been oral stories and the stories themselves often repeat / confuse / contradict each other. There are many characters that similar (never identical) names that might have sounded completely different to the people of the time but to me they were too similar and I had to reread several passages in order to make sense of them. The stories themselves are a blend of mythology (so-and-so is a god who looks after this thing), fables (and this is why we do this or call something that), and sometimes just entertainment (and then this god decided to to this and then everything went back to normal). Many of the stories are handed to us in a question and answer format: a traveller meets three beings who answer his questions. The three beings are imaginatively named The High, The Most High, and Third and they spill all the tea to King Gylfi (cleverly disguised as a traveller) about the gods and their adventures. The stories often have a made-up-on-the-spot feel and the minor character's names often feel like the person who made it up was looking around desperately for inspiration (I imaging it went something like this: "The 13 horses' names? Oh, yeah, so umm they were....Swift, Grey, Fast, ... ummm, Big, Tall, Fleet-of-foot, River-of-Silver, Blacky, ....Big-mane, Big-Hooves, Long-Tail, How many is that? ok 2 more... Prancer and ummm...Potato?" ) Ok so I made a few up there but that really was the feel of a lot of the stories especially when I read the footnotes for the English translations of the fancy looking Scandinavian words.
Overall I am glad I read it as I can see the roots of many story formats and there is part of me that thinks that if this can still be famous hundreds of years after it was written there is hope for even the most Rocky Flinstonian of writers!...more
I am going to start by saying this has not aged well! Not just the overt racism and sexism that one pretty much expects in an older work (Raffles origI am going to start by saying this has not aged well! Not just the overt racism and sexism that one pretty much expects in an older work (Raffles originally appeared in 1898) but the character of Raffles and his motivations really don't stand up well to changed attitudes.
Raffles is a very Sherlock Holmes like character: he is arrogant, short tempered, employs disguises so clever that his closest pal Bunny can't recognise him. He treats the police with contempt, makes the most of his upper-class social position and is almost unbearably smug - even when the crime doesn't come off. Bunny is his Watson - a little dim, his role is to show us the readers what a genius Raffles is compared to mere mortals. This Sherlockian vibe is no co-incidence Hornung was married to Arthur Conan Doyle's sister and the two writers clearly compared notes. Only unlike Sherlock and Watson, Raffles is just an arrogant, spoiled rich guy without the charm that has made Sherlock such an immortal character and Bunny comes across as a love-sick puppy who is kind of in an abusive relationship. Bunny's increasing ethical unease through the stories show him to be, if not an entirely moral character, certainly more conscious-stricken than Raffles and is often swayed by Raffles who he has clearly hero-worshiped since school.
I did appreciate that this edition (published 2013) has a comprehensive introduction to both the author and the stories as well as an extensive notes section in the back with great explanations of the word usage, historical references, social references, and other things that would have been common knowledge for the original audience but a modern reader is unlikely to be able to interpret.
Spoilers ahead:
The Ides of March - We are introduced to Raffles through the words of "Bunny" (there's a posh school nickname) who is hoping to hit up his old school friend, and total cool guy, Raffles for some cash. Bunny got in over his head at cards and is going to be exposed as the broke-arse he is when the banks open in the morning and his cheque bounces. Naturally, being of the upper crust, this means if he can't get the cash he may as well just shoot himself because life will be over! Only it turns out Raffles is broke too, but that's okay because he knows someone who can "lend" some money to them. Off they go, Raffles lets himself into a house (they must be GREAT friends thinks Bunny) but Bunny starts to get a bit suspicious when they don't use any light and have to be quiet (he isn't the brightest, poor old Buns). Raffles comes clean - This isn't really a friend's place but an apartment next to a jeweller's shop and they are not here so much to "borrow" as to "steal". Bunny being the stand-up guy he is only has a minor ethical quibble before he declares himself all in and proceeds to help Raffles rob the place - after all becoming a social pariah is worse than being a burglar!
A Costume Piece - Raffles meets a diamond merchant who boasts about how much the diamonds he constantly wears are worth, so naturally Raffles decides to steal it. In spite of the owner also boasting about his security measures, because what is life without a challenge? Raffles goes undercover Sherlock Holmes style to suss out the job. Bunny, thinking he is helping as Raffles has once again NOT TOLD HIM ANYTHING, also has a snoop around. Raffles, of course, chews Bunny out for not just knowing that Raffles was already there. They finally get on with the job, get caught immediately, Raffles escapes, and then rescues Bunny by pretending to be a policeman. Neither of them get identified because they were wearing balaclavas which the people they were robbing didn't think to remove when they collared them??
Gentlemen & Players - Being a "Gentleman" Raffles, naturally, is really awesome at cricket. But he couldn't lower himself to playing for money (so crass) so instead he steals stuff. In this story there is a country house party where some select gentlemen are invited for a casual game against some Players (cricketers who get paid to play professionally). At the house there is also a rich lady with some really fancy jewels. You see where this is going? But then! A policeman appears. Bunny freaks out, but Raffles isn't worried. You see there is a professional burglar hiding amongst those low-class players (can't trust anyone who actually works for their money), Raffles recognised this safe-cracker immediately, just as he recognised the undercover cop. In the middle of the night a heist! Foiled by the honest policeman with assistance from Bunny. The burglar is caught, but not before the jewels go missing! The burglar is thrown in gaol where such a low-class ruffian clearly belongs! But the jewels aren't recovered! And what was Raffles up to in the hub-bub?
Le Premier Pas - The only story that I actually enjoyed, if only for the setting. This is how Raffles got started in crime. He was in Australia, touring with his cricket pals (as a gentleman of course, not one of those crass, paid players), and broke. He remembers a distant cousin who might have some cash - after all the man is a bank manager and a bit of a hero after foiling an armed robbery - who better to hit up for a loan? So Raffles borrows a horse and sets of for Yea and the bank branch his cousin manages. Victoria in the 1880's was still pretty wild country, even now with good roads and cars Yea is about 2 hours north of Melbourne (and Google tells me about 6 hours by bike which I guess would be similar to horse?). Hornung's description of the rough track, bushland and the town in that time was really interesting for me. So Raffles sets off, gets given some dodgy directions, and only gets in as it is getting dark (knowing the Australian bush it is surprising he wasn't lost forever going off track). The Bank worker greets him and Raffles realises that he has been mistaken for his cousin who has not yet arrived to his new post. Not one to waste an opportunity, Raffles makes the decision to embrace the role and makes sure he gets a grand tour before going to bed for the night. Once everyone is asleep, Raffles sneaks out, enters the vault, grabs the cash, and then hears his cousin banging on the door! The poor cousin is really having a bad day! He has been waylaid by bushrangers (that damned Ned Kelly!), lost his horse, had to walk for miles, got lost in the dark, finally made it only to told that the "manager" had already arrived! Identity sorted out, the cousin rallies the staff and the hunt begins for the impostor. Raffles escapes due to some clever planning and a bit of luck, with a new passion in life.
Wilful Murder - Raffles has been recognised by his fence who is going to put the bite on him through the age-old medium of blackmail. So, naturally, the only thing to do is to kill the fence. Bunny tags along hoping to find a different solution but Raffles is set on his course. But never fear we are saved from watching our "hero" commit mortal sin because someone else got to the fence first! Of course, Raffles, whose sympathies are with the killer, helps the guy to flee the country. Bunny is not so sure that any moral decisions have been made this night and this marks the beginnings of conflict with Raffles.
Nine Points to the Law - Raffles and Bunny are once again strapped for cash. Mainly because they refuse to get jobs. Bunny is reluctant at first to engage in another adventure with Raffles as he is still feeling a bit ethically challenged by Raffles' willingness to murder people. They decide to put their skills to use for good this time to retrieve a painting illegally sold by the son of the owner. Raffles has a plan and it involves getting Bunny to distract the new owner. Raffles as per usual doesn't tell Bunny the details and then gets ticked off when Bunny tries to help.
The Return Match - The criminal captured in the story Gentlemen & Players, named Crawshay, has escaped from gaol, and Raffles is certain that this man will track him down as Crawshay knows it was not he who stole the jewels. And he certainly does, leading the police directly to Raffles' apartment. Raffles has utmost respect for this escaped felon and agrees to misdirect the police in order to help him escape, putting both Raffles and Bunny at risk of detection by the police for their own nefarious activities.
The Gift of the Emperor - An impossibly valuable pearl, a sea voyage, a daring heist and a desperate getaway! Raffles once again proves to be an arrogant twat who doesn't tell Bunny the full story and yet expects him to somehow just know what is going on. It is the last story in this collection and quite frankly I was happy that is was over.
Ok so I have gotten to the point where as an Adult reader (listener) the frustrating plotline and quite frankly idiotic decisions and justifications fOk so I have gotten to the point where as an Adult reader (listener) the frustrating plotline and quite frankly idiotic decisions and justifications for those decisions by the supposed adult characters in this series were just doing my head in. Added to that the narrator (American female) who technically was doing a fine job (if you are used to american narrators it probably wouldn't even bother you) occasionally just grated on my nerves like nails down a blackboard.
Sophie is finally with the rebels lead by "Mr Forkle" her friends have come too. It felt like the plot was actually moving and then it goes in a circle again. We finally learn who Mr Forkle is in "real life" but it turns out to be such a minor character that Sophie has to give us some exposition just so we can remember him. I feel like the whole plot is like this - build up to a supposedly giant reveal only for it to fizzle as soon as it hits.
I was working my way through these so as a bookseller I am sure I am recommending correctly. I may get back to them eventually but this one was about 70% of the way through when I gave up. Maybe it gets better. Lots of kids are loving though and that's what matters. I happily recommend to 9+ age group....more
I am conflicted on this one... it has a Polar Express / Fairy tale feel that for me never actually felt engaging. The actual writing often feels a bitI am conflicted on this one... it has a Polar Express / Fairy tale feel that for me never actually felt engaging. The actual writing often feels a bit clunky and I expect better from such a well respected and awarded writer. I felt the conclusion was particularly disappointing (disappointing might be the wrong word. Ableist? Pat? False?) Spoiler: (view spoiler)[ Child who clearly has some sort of social disorder - has difficulty fitting in, is obsessed with the Arctic, and is fully aware his parents worry / fight about him - takes a magical balloon ride with a disabled crow and comes back fixed / confident (again fixed might be the wrong word) (hide spoiler)]
I am fully aware that I am not the intend audience for this book so I am going to give it to a young reader in order to get a second opinion. Will update. ...more
This is no-where near as readable or as interesting as Peter Wohlleben's first book The Hidden Life of Trees. While the concepts are interesting, WohlThis is no-where near as readable or as interesting as Peter Wohlleben's first book The Hidden Life of Trees. While the concepts are interesting, Wohlleben's waffling style was too meandering for my taste and some of the theories just too far out there.
Drawing on new scientific discoveries, and with a good bit of philosophy as well, he looks at the idea of plant consciousness, the physiological impacts nature has on people, and the harm and good we can cause with our interventions, attitudes and connection to nature.
Some of these ideas are pretty out there: I admit I struggled to wrap my head around some of them. But they are certainly interesting and if you enjoyed The Hidden Life of Trees then there will be plenty in this book to keep you interested.
Naturally, given that Wohlleben is German, most of the information about trees and forests imparted here has a Northern Hemisphere / deciduous forest bent. I found myself wondering how much things applied to Australian bush, or if the same type of studies mentioned are being done over here too. I often had the same thought when reading Hidden Life of Trees too - do these same things apply to an evergreen, drought and fire tempered, eucalypt bushland?
While I am of the opinion that forests / bushland / etc. are vital for us and can indeed affect our emotional and physical health and are equally vital for the state of the planet in general a lot of what is presented here is more about philosophy than facts. Nothing wrong with philosophy if that is what you want. I just wasn't expecting it and didn't enjoy it. And I'm kind of sad that I didn't because I was really excited about this one....more
I feel you will get more out of this if you have a better knowledge than I do of Canadian history. Its a mix of short comic strips featuring literary I feel you will get more out of this if you have a better knowledge than I do of Canadian history. Its a mix of short comic strips featuring literary figures and historical figures....more
Had high expectations but life is too short for this weirdly bleak, adult, comic strip. It was a did not finish book for me. Kind of reminded me of ThHad high expectations but life is too short for this weirdly bleak, adult, comic strip. It was a did not finish book for me. Kind of reminded me of The Secret Life of Walter Mitty- it was hard to tell what was real and what was fantasy for Jimmy....more
If you are looking to entertain 7-12 year old readers you really can't go past David Walliams. With Roald Dahl-like irreverence and epically fantasticIf you are looking to entertain 7-12 year old readers you really can't go past David Walliams. With Roald Dahl-like irreverence and epically fantastical storylines Walliams always entertains with humour and a tinge of darkness. Code Name Bananas is no exception. Life in 1940 is a bit bleak for Eric - he has lost both his parents in the war, he is living with his crotchety grandmother and his only source of joy is visiting his Uncle Sid who works in London Zoo. Eric's best friend in the world lives in the zoo. Her name is Gertrude and she is a Gorilla. When a bomb busts Gertrude's cage the zoo director decides she is far too dangerous to be able to run around loose and must be put down for the sake of safety. Eric and Sid plead her case but the zoo director will not be swayed. There is only one option: Eric and Sid must bust Gertrude out of the zoo before her time is up! Together they hatch a cunning plan involving a truck and a barrage balloon (for once the blitz is coming in handy)! While things don't quite go to plan Eric, Sid, and Gertrude happen to be in the right place at the right time to foil a dastardly German plan and save the day!
There are some great details about life in London in World War II and enough silliness that the target audience is sure to have a few giggles. The characters are of course completely over the top, the villains so horribly villainous they are comical. As an adult reader I found that this book missed the mark a bit. Walliams' earlier books had a bit more heart and genuineness to them - this one feels like he's phoning it in. There was no emotional impact at any point. I skim read the last half of the book. ...more
I tried with this one, I really did. The Title sounded interesting and the promise of Idiocy being explained was the promise of enlightenment in theseI tried with this one, I really did. The Title sounded interesting and the promise of Idiocy being explained was the promise of enlightenment in these stupidity saturated times. But turns out I was the idiot for getting my hopes up. This is a series of essays. Some by well known philosophers, psychiatrists, neurologists, economists (??) and other speculative essayists. The essays frequently cover the same territory - mostly trying to actually define stupidity. To me the definition of stupidity will be "to continue to read a book that goes nowhere" so as I hope to raise myself above the level of average stupidity we all apparently exist in, I closed the book on page 151 and expect to feel no regret what so ever. ...more
I have been getting a bit more into true crime lately and when the opportunity to listen to this on Audio came around I got a bit excited. It starts pI have been getting a bit more into true crime lately and when the opportunity to listen to this on Audio came around I got a bit excited. It starts promisingly with the murder of Michael McGurk and then takes us back through his life to see what brought things to this point. Usually I can find some sort of sympathy for the victim of a crime but McGurk was an awful person. Quite frankly by halfway through I was surprised no-one had murdered him sooner. The men he did business with were, one and all, greedy, entitled, arrogant, criminals - by three quarters of the way through I was surprised (and a bit dissapointed) that there had not been a few more murders. The million dollar deals, shady handshake agreements, and lifestyles of the players in this true crime story are so out of the realms of everyday life I felt no connection to any of the people. How the super rich and criminally inclined live is certainly an eye-opener however after a while I found I simply couldn't care, even about the corruption in NSW politicians. I think if you have an interest in property development, Sydney high-life, or financial crime this book will be for you; but for me the horribleness of the people and the disconnect from reality was too great an obsticle for me. I stopped listening on CD 9 of 12 and have no intention of going back to it....more
I know many people who loved this book and part of me can see why: Watson has a good turn of phrase and has attempted to tackle a topic of massive scoI know many people who loved this book and part of me can see why: Watson has a good turn of phrase and has attempted to tackle a topic of massive scope; the mythology, history, relationship to, reality of, environment, future and indigenous dwellers of the Australian Bush.
The term "bush" itself has massive scope from tea-tree coastal scrub, to saltbush plains, to towering temperate eucalypt forest, to tropical rainforest, and everything in between. The traditional indigenous farming methods (laid out very well in Bruce Pascoe's Dark Emu BTW), the impact of white settlement, the degradations and deforestation that resulted make for depressing reading. The treatment of Aboriginal Australians is harrowing.
I struggled to stay focused while reading this. Watson frequently goes on tangents and meanders from one subject to the next. A methodology that is sometimes interesting, sometimes frustrating - drawing from his own childhood reminiscences, settler journals & diaries, official records, newspapers, art, fiction and poetry Watson attempts to encompass the entirety of white Australia's relationship to the land we inhabit and I feel it is just too much.
Australia is a vast country and this topic is equally vast - narrrowing it down might have made this book a bit more readable. However if this is a topic you are interested by all means read The Bush but I can't help but feel there are many more readable books out there that might be more specific. This one left me feeling helpless (you get beaten over the head with what we have done to the environment and no real steps forward are suggested), depressed (again the environment and also treatment of Indigenous people), a bit bored (he rattles on a bit), angry (our politicians are still happily fucking the environment - I'm looking at you Adani mine and Murry River Scheme) and not really that enlightened (could be because I have been reading a few on this topic over the last year or so but if you have never read anything this will give you a broad overview).
I also felt Watson took a great joy in pulling apart the cultural myths surrounding "the bush" and our relationship to it - I didn't feel that was a bad thing in itself but he seemed to really revel in it and the attitude kind of got up my nose a bit (this is coming from a skeptic and atheist - I love pulling apart myths and fuzzy thinking) I think maybe because I didn't feel any of the mythologies he was picking apart with such relish are held quite as dear to people of my generation as they were to people of his (50-odd year age gap there), or maybe it is simply the fact I grew up in a rural area (the area where he starts the book incidentally) and so I am more aware of the ralities of "bush" living than someone from a suburban background. ...more
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