Daze Woolley

1%
Flag icon
In the nature of things a good many somebodies are always in hospital, and the law of averages had picked on me to be one of them a week or so before. It might just as easily have been the week before that – in which case I’d not be writing now: I’d not be here at all. But chance played it not only that I should be in hospital at that particular time, but that my eyes, and indeed my whole head, should be wreathed in bandages – and that’s why I have to be grateful to whoever orders these averages.
The Day of the Triffids
Rate this book
Clear rating