from Jan Struther, the author of “Mrs Miniver”
” HARD words will break no bones:
But more than bones are broken
By the inescapable stones
Of fond words left unspoken.”
Having finished ASH of T in U (see previous posts) I needed to start something quickly so, like a drowning man, I grabbed the nearest object. I suspect that many of you carry out the same good work that I do, I rescue old green Virago books. And so it came to pass that as I was in desperate need , “Try Anything Twice” by Jan Struther lay in reach on a tbr pile on the hall table.
This book is a collection of writings that were published in various places including The New Statesman (where my 2nd son, Greg works), and Punch. If you feel like finding out more, then you can read the whole book online.
This is ideal “train reading” and so I am already halfway through and in very good humour. Who cares if the train is 5 minutes late, it just means that I can get properly started on the next piece and know I will be able to complete it by the time I’m feeding my monthly train pass through the ticket monster. Perhaps the train companies should dole out similar “in transit” books to keep us all smiling. Speaking of going to work by train, I love it most of the time. I have a group of friends that I made because we travel in the same direction at similar times. I even have a lunch date with one of them tomorrow. Mmm can’t wait, we’re off to Giuliano’s in the Apple Market. Pumpkin ravioli here I come.
The good news is:
Someone loves me enough to send me a book……
BUT the bad news is:
All that arrived was an empty envelope with a huge shark-bite out of it and no contents.
The even BADERER news, as one of my children used to say, is that when I popped down to my local sorting office at the crack of dawn this morning I was told that I would have to phone CUSTOMER SERVICES aaaaghhh!
I wonder if it was this edition?
Oh yes, forgot to tell you – I have finished “A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian”. If you are in between books at the moment the I can highly recommend it for an entertaining but thought- provoking read.
You will have to forgive me for not posting a pic or anything interesting but I have the final furrow of “A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian” in my sights now….
Children never listen to what you tell them do they? I told my eldest that he was absolutely NOT to buy us anything for Christmas. Financially things are extremely tough for him at the moment even a penny spent is a penny too much. But…. this is how he disobeyed me – see above. Bought in the Christmas German market, a salt and pepper set, in one of my favourite colour combinations., blue and orange.
Group hug everyone… aaaah!
Life, mainly work, has been so hectic recently but I am still here.
Nothing much made recently apart rom several pairs of socks, including a trial toe-up pair and a real toe-up pair. I appreciate that working this way you won’t run out of yarn, you can just stop when you don’t have any more. The trouble is that I found it required more brain cells per sock.
Meanwhile, I have actually started to read a book this year, see above. So far I’m up to page 80 and thoroughly enjoying it. My mother-in-law married a younger man very soon after she was widowed, though the great age difference was not as big as in “A Short History of Tractors in Ukrainian”. Some of the comments of the two daughters in the book by Marina Lewycka could have been lifted straight from conversations in our family.