Pimping Lili's book
All I have of Joan of Arc is scraps of ghostly facts that were taught me in primary school, which kind of mingled with the Saint-Theresa-always-choosing-the-smallest-piece-of-cake and Saint-Brigid-hanging-her-laundry-on-a-sunbeam (I hear that the new pope is doing away with Limbo. All the good things are going.) nonsense that we were fed. I didn't have a lot of time (because I was supposed to be reading and familiarising myself with a whole bunch of tech. writing stuff), but I read the gory bits, the eyewitness accounts of the trial and the execution; now I need to go back (or even buy the book! how crazy would that be?) and read how it all happened, and finally divorce the Dauphin from the marine cetacean with which my 11-year-old brain has him twinned.
I'm not even going to look for reviews. Tell me, Lili, how many 'feisty's has Joan collected?