Unbelievable!

30 pages - I repeat - 30 pages.  Virginia Woolf has just spent the last 30 pages talking about what occurred at one dinner.  And she never really said anything!  From where I sit, hat is called dragging things out.  This book has been the most disappointing to me because I had such high hopes for it, and it is just painful for me to read.  I have always known that I am not into British authors, but I have read some of Woolf's essays before, and I thoroughly enjoyed them, but this book just needs to get done...now.

There were, however, a couple of scenes I related to - what with my 50th birthday coming up in two days.  Here's a cut-and-paste of one: