So, I’ve spent today worshipping the devilreading the new, and final, Harry Potter book. Suffice to say, if you loved the others, you will love this, and if you hated the others, this will do nothing to convince you that the series is actually a collection of great literary works of huge import. But anyway, without wanting to give too much away, it does tie up all the important stuff and draws the series to a satisfactory close. It is possible that Rowling could write another book in the Potter universe, but the final chapter does mean that it would be pretty difficult to do so in a way that didn’t break continuity.
And now that’s done, I’m going to settle down with a big rib-eye steak, some home-made chunky chips and a bottle of beer, and try to drive all thoughts of what escapades my darling wife-to-be is going to be engaging in on her hen night tonight…
I liked the final installment of the Harry Potter books. I loved it, even. I’ve read it several times and will read it again, I’m sure.
I think it’s well planned, well written and well executed.
I’ve always thought it funny to call the bachelorette party a hen night.
In a good way.
So when’s the big day? Or has it happened already? 🙂
I have now started a facebook group about this very thing.
Down with potter 😉
‘bachelorette’?
Ugh.