Assassination Book Club
Assassination Book Club I was at a book club at a pub in Cardiff, just after the Trump assassination attempt in July 2024. It wasn’t my book club, and I didn’t know I was taking part in it, but I accidentally got involved. Johnny Vedmore I hadn’t even read the book in question. I had taken a seat out the back of a local pub and was typing away as the table next to me began to fill with this group of youthful-looking readers ready to discuss a Salmond Rushdie book they’d been reading. I didn’t realise that was what they had planned, but I was soon drawn into the conversation they were having until I realised it was a book club, and I bowed out, only to return to typing. They sat talking for an hour or so, discussing the ins and outs of what appeared to be a relatively stale read, and each of the book club members gave away a little of their true natures while commenting on the book. As I typed, I overheard the conversation they were having, and after the book club was over, the ta...