Now, here's a strange phenomenon. I am a member of our local reading group and, just last month, we read "The Apothecary's House" by Adrian Mathews which is just over 700 pages long. After I had finished it, I opened my journal where I keep a record of all the books I read and I was astonished to discover that I had read the same book for the same reading group in 2011. l genuinely had no recollection whatsoever of any aspect of this book - the setting, the characters, the storyline - nothing.
A couple of days later, I phoned a friend who is also a member of the same reading group. When I told her that I couldn't remember having read the book before, she was as surprised as I was. She didn't remember it either.
Normally about twenty minutes into a film or a couple of chapters into a book. Then there is a discussion with my better half as to whether we have or have not seen the film; before realising we have, by which time it's too late to start another.
A couple of days later, I phoned a friend who is also a member of the same reading group. When I told her that I couldn't remember having read the book before, she was as surprised as I was. She didn't remember it either.
Very strange.