Showing posts with label village. Show all posts
Showing posts with label village. Show all posts
Monday, 1 November 2010
November walk
Can you see the dragon sitting on the wall above. I didn't spot it at the time I took the photo - must be magic left over from Hallowe'en?
Wednesday, 29 October 2008
Sun and snow in October
Glad to hear the ladies of the UN Women's Guild book group in Geneva enjoyed An Old-Fashioned Arrangement last week and found plenty to discuss.
Sorry not to have been blogging but have been surrounded by family/children and also doing good works - Son 3, in his charming manner, is forcing me to make a start on clearing the loft. Fascinating rubbish up there, that's the trouble, but we have already made one trip to the dump, sorry, I mean household waste recycling facility. Next stop charity shop.
Monday, 20 October 2008
Outside the village pub. Recent reading.
Recent reading:Blown away, horrified and gripped. That’s how I felt reading This Boy’s Life by Tobias Wolff. But I didn’t quite believe every word. The narrator confesses he was a liar and I wasn’t sure what was true and what wasn’t. This is now a set book in schools, I gather, and it is a brilliantly drawn memoir of the author’s boyhood involving his charming mother, hopeless with men, and his unpleasant backwoodsman stepfather. Do read it. (I expect my US friends already have.)
I enjoyed Sue Gee’s The Mysteries of Glass eventually, but, though her descriptions of the Herefordshire countryside in Victorian times were excellent, I found the characters weren’t strong enough to draw me in until finally, after 200 pages, something happened. Then I was hooked, but I nearly didn’t stay the course. This book made the Orange longlist in 2005 and is, indeed, well written – the beautiful misty repressed atmosphere stayed with me.
I enjoyed Sue Gee’s The Mysteries of Glass eventually, but, though her descriptions of the Herefordshire countryside in Victorian times were excellent, I found the characters weren’t strong enough to draw me in until finally, after 200 pages, something happened. Then I was hooked, but I nearly didn’t stay the course. This book made the Orange longlist in 2005 and is, indeed, well written – the beautiful misty repressed atmosphere stayed with me.
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