Saturday, May 12, 2012

HIGH RISING - 5

"As she sat before her glass, she looked into it, to see what Anne Todd looked like, who had refused a lover.  Anne Todd looked much the same, except that her eyes were misty, and her face blurred."

Thursday, May 10, 2012

HIGH RISING - 4










 "'Stop crying, Mrs. Morland, and I'll tell you something.  What do you think I love most in the world?'  Surprised by this curious attempt at consolation, Laura did stop.  Pushing her dishevelled hair off her tear-sodden face, she thought for a moment, and then said: "Your mother."  "No," said Miss Todd.  "Clothes."'
  

Sunday, May 6, 2012

A GEM OF A BOOK

This is one of those books one buys in order to salivate over shabbily perfect interiors, dogs in baskets, raggedy rugs, crooked pictures, muddy wellies, musty bedrooms and slightly mildewed bathrooms.  The nostalgic essence of a Thirkell novel.  Just the two prefaces, by the author and the photographer, are well worth the price of admission.