just finished reading this interesting book by Juliet Nicolson – a house full of daughters. the book is about daughters and mothers, about abandonment, secrets and jealousy, about a sense of belonging to a place as well as its creation of loneliness. as a daughter myself and having 2 daughters, its intriguing reading, especially as the first character is Pepita – a talented flamenco dancer from Malaga, whose own mother was intensely jealous of her own daughter and destroyed her first marriage. the succeeding daughters were all lucky enough to have a privileged wealthy upbringing, and each one wrote about the previous generation – it reveals that whatever your background, there are the same trials and tribulations, love and disagreements that transmit through all mothers and daughters. its strange isn’t it that you never really get to appreciate your mother fully til you grow up, become a little wiser and especially when you become a mother yourself.