Book 20: "Hideous Kinky" by Esther Freud

This is the story of a hippy single mother and her two daughters during a couple of years that they spent living in Morocco, as told by the younger daughter. It captures that atmosphere of the 1960s and the colour and life of Marrakech, but I'm not totally convinced by the narrator being such a young child - when her sister Bea insists on going to school, she is too young, so she can't be more than 5 or 6 at most.

But it's an enjoyable and quick read, only 186 pages long.

Book 21: "The Purple Pterodactyls" by L. Sprague de Camp

"The Purple Pterodactyls: The Adventures of W. Wilson Newbury, Ensorcelled Financier"

I am as ordinary, commonplace a guy as you can find: middle-sized, middle-class, middle-aged; engineer by training, banker by circumstance; with a nice wife, nice kids, nice house, and nice car. But the damndest things happen to me.

A book of light-hearted short stories, in which Willy Newbury encounters jinns, zombies, easily angered gods and goddesses, ghosts, lucky charms and reincarnation. The title story is perhaps the funniest and definitely my favourite.