Which is what I´m now doing. I just can´t be bothered to try and get through "Claudius the God". Or his wife Messalina. I liked "I Claudius" well enough, but I feel like either Graves or I am loosing tempo here. I´m bored.
It used to be very hard for me to abandon a book that I had decided to read, but I´m getting better at it. Life is short and books are plentiful. I´ll have regrets enough when I die without having to think I struggled with Claudius when I could have had fun with Helene Hanff (who´s "Underfoot in showbusiness" arrived in my mailbox today).