Mondays are red. Sadness has an empty blue smell. And music can taste of anything from banana puree to bat's pee. That's what I need to explain, starting with the day it all began, the day I woke up in a hospital bed with a kaleidoscope in my head...' Join Luke in his odyssey to regain his health after a devasting bout of Meningitis, and to understand and accept its mysterious legacy -synesthesia. As the author writes: 'No two people experience their synaesthesia in exactly the same way. For some it simply means that when ...
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Mondays are red. Sadness has an empty blue smell. And music can taste of anything from banana puree to bat's pee. That's what I need to explain, starting with the day it all began, the day I woke up in a hospital bed with a kaleidoscope in my head...' Join Luke in his odyssey to regain his health after a devasting bout of Meningitis, and to understand and accept its mysterious legacy -synesthesia. As the author writes: 'No two people experience their synaesthesia in exactly the same way. For some it simply means that when they think of a day of the week, they are bombarded with sensations of a particular colour ... For others, life is a kaleidoscope of mixed sensations ... people with synesthesia can open up the endless world of human imagination and that, I think is the most amazing world of all.
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Add this copy of Mondays Are Red to cart. $43.04, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2002 by Hodder & Stoughton.
