Showing posts with label Engleby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Engleby. Show all posts
Thursday, 25 October 2007
Interlude
I have not had time to post a diary tonight but just to say I have finished 'Engleby' by Sebastian Faulk ... it should be on everyones 'must read' list. Such an insight into the human brain .. I will say no more
Friday, 12 October 2007
Diaryless Friday
Well no diary tonight I have been out socialising in the 'real world' with some good chums.
I thought, however, I would share this instead. I am currently reading 'Engleby' by Sebastian Faulks. Faulks has been one of my favourite authors since I first read a novel of his in 1993 'Bird Song' (if it hasn't crossed your reading list then I recommend it as a must read)
Since then I have read 7 of his works including Charlotte Gray (the film really didn't do it justice in the slightest) , The Girl at the Lion d'Or (I passed the Hotel Lion d'Or when horribly lost in France one year.. and could I find it again once I found where I was supposed to be? Could I heck!) & the Fatal Englishman (another must read ).
Faulks's novels span WW1 through WW2, the 50's and beyond.
'Engleby' is very apt just now as it starts with his character 'Engelby' at University in the 1970's. Their are many references to my recollections of the time which I haven't diarised, that have amused me.
I recall posting about me 'taking my white jeans in' , Sam in his grey cords and drainees!
On the train home tonight I read in the book this paragraph which made me smile and describes that moment in fashion history far better than me as a Teen (although I felt the same!) could ever describe.
'Overnight, everyone's stopped wearing flares after all these years and is suddenly back into drainpipes: jeans, needlecords, doesn't matter so long as they're straight. If you wear flares it's like saying you're into Barclay James Harvest or the Moody Blues'
& that is exactly how it was !!
I thought, however, I would share this instead. I am currently reading 'Engleby' by Sebastian Faulks. Faulks has been one of my favourite authors since I first read a novel of his in 1993 'Bird Song' (if it hasn't crossed your reading list then I recommend it as a must read)
Since then I have read 7 of his works including Charlotte Gray (the film really didn't do it justice in the slightest) , The Girl at the Lion d'Or (I passed the Hotel Lion d'Or when horribly lost in France one year.. and could I find it again once I found where I was supposed to be? Could I heck!) & the Fatal Englishman (another must read ).
Faulks's novels span WW1 through WW2, the 50's and beyond.
'Engleby' is very apt just now as it starts with his character 'Engelby' at University in the 1970's. Their are many references to my recollections of the time which I haven't diarised, that have amused me.
I recall posting about me 'taking my white jeans in' , Sam in his grey cords and drainees!
On the train home tonight I read in the book this paragraph which made me smile and describes that moment in fashion history far better than me as a Teen (although I felt the same!) could ever describe.
'Overnight, everyone's stopped wearing flares after all these years and is suddenly back into drainpipes: jeans, needlecords, doesn't matter so long as they're straight. If you wear flares it's like saying you're into Barclay James Harvest or the Moody Blues'
& that is exactly how it was !!
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