Saturday, May 19, 2012
HIGH RISING - 7
BLOOD SPORTS II
"... Sibyl, before she went, invited Tony to come and help with a little rough shooting on the following day..."
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
HIGH RISING - 6
BLOOD SPORTS I
"... she pulled out a foxcub's tail, mounted on a handle, with the inscription, 'Risings Hunt. November, 1828', which was a mistake of a century on the part of the local naturalist, but Laura had never liked to have it altered. On this cub Tony had been blooded, at the instigation of Gerald and John. He hadn't enjoyed the ceremony at all, but another and smaller boy had been frightened and cried, which had made Tony boast quite unbearably of his superior pluck and true blueness."
Sunday, May 13, 2012
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."'
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
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.
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