I got a book called Wild Irish Women, about innovative Irish women funnily enough, from one of my partners' mums, and I stopped reading because like many history books I like it refers to a bunch of shit it expects you to have heard of.
Sadly, I am grossly uneducated in Irish history; this partner, by the way, is Irish.
So I've paused. I'm going to read the Irish equivalent to Sixth Form set text on history, then get myself some heavier duty Irish potted history book, and then head back on to Wild Irish Women once I can appreciate just how special they really were.
I've rattled through a bunch of other books recently. I am currently reading
American Caesars. I'm also reading
Redshirts by John Scalzi, which I've barely started but am enjoying. It is seemingly set up as a Star Trek parody of sorts, but the friend who recommend it to me says it is much more than that.
I also read
The Vietnam War by Max Hastings. If you are remotely interested in that war, I cannot recommend it highly enough. It goes into phenomenal depth, not just considering The American War, as it's known by many in Vietnam itself, but also covering extensively the disastrous French efforts to keep it as a colony after World War II. I never cease to be amazed by the depths that the 'heroes' of our history will sink to when the enemy isn't so easily 'evil' in capital letters like Hitler is. I would say the most gripping part of the book was the French segment, but that may be because it's the part I knew the least about.