I mentioned in a post a few days ago that I was reading “The Thursday Murder Club” by Richard Osman with my gals in our book club. I was roughly halfway through the text at that point, but I have finished it since then, and I wanted to discuss it in another post for different reasons.
I said in my post that the start of this book is slow, and I stand by that claim. The reason I’m bringing this up once more is because I don’t wish for others to be deterred by this lull beginning and, subsequently, stop reading it; this book is worth reading for many reasons, but the concluding chapters are excellent, especially the last.
I think it is safe to assume that a lot of people would be intrigued by this story because it is so unique. It isn’t every day you come across a text involving elderly individuals who are residents in a retirement home solving murders, and I give Osman tremendous credit for his creative ingenuity. But this book is so much more than this, and for me, it brought a new and refreshing perspective to elderly people and all that they have to offer in terms of their life experience.
I have always believed that older individuals are a wealth of knowledge, and this book plays into this notion. The stories told by the main characters throughout the book are emotional, exciting, and are arguably comparable to the stories of all sorts of people living in retirement homes that no one has the time to listen to – or, at least, no one bothers to make time.
Osman’s text, in my opinion, serves as a respectful reminder to elderly beings all over the world that their stories are, in fact, worth telling, and they’re a hell of a lot more capable than people might suspect.
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