A Book Buying Weekend

31 May 2011 23:26

I know I’m supposed to be on a book buying ban until I make a big dent in my TBR pile, but when I went into that bookshop in Callander on Saturday I came across an old copy of an E.M. Delafield so of course the ban went straight out of the window. I didn’t even know that there was a sequel to The Diary of a Provincial Lady, but there is and I have it – The Provincial Lady Goes Further. It was first published in 1932 but mine is a 1942 reprint and it has nice clear print. The chap in the bookshop (see photo on previous post) thought that he had THREE books by Angela Thirkell, then he discovered that they had been sold. What a disappointment!

On Sunday I went to a branch of The Works. I was looking for Mary Stewart’s The Ivy Tree but they didn’t have it. They had The Gabriel Hounds but I read that one years ago so I didn’t bother buying it. I’m feeling quite virtuous about that.

Green Darkness cover
The Secrets of the Chess Machine cover

However, not very virtuous because they did have a copy of Green Darkness by Anya Seton and I bought that. I’m fairly sure that I haven’t read that one. I did read and enjoy Katherine – way back in the year dot, and I know I can borrow that one from my local library if I want to read it again. Green Darkness was first published in 1972 so I don’t know how I missed it.

I also bought The Secrets of the Chess Machine by Robert Lohr, a German author, and it’s based on the true story of a legendary invention. It’s set in Vienna in 1770. I like silhouettes so I was attracted by the cover of this book, also the fact that it had a 49p sticker on it! Well if it turns out to be a duffer I haven’t wasted much money.

My husband bought The Infinities by John Banville and Songs of the Dying Earth which is edited by George R.R. Martin and Gardner Dozois. It’s a book of short stories by various science fiction writers in honour of Jack Vance.

And a book which we’ll both read is Maritime Scotland by Brian Lavery. This isn’t the cover of the one which we bought, ours has lovely sailing ships and a very grand looking building on it, unfortunately there doesn’t seem to be any mention of the painting which was used for the cover either.

Maritime Scotland  cover

That is how the TBR pile grows faster than I can read them! Has anyone read any of these books?

Callander

30 May 2011 23:41

Recently, we’ve got into the habit of going for a drive at the weekend to have a bit of a snoop around towns which we think might have possibilities as a good place to move to. My husband is hoping to take early retirement in a year or so. So as we didn’t have anything else planned we found ourselves setting out for the Callander area in Stirlingshire on Saturday.

Callander 1

On the plus side Callander is situated in a lovely scenic area, all hills and lochs instead of the usually grey North Sea which we live close to here. It’s a nice wee town, more scenic than the photos make it look and it’s closer to the west of Scotland and our home town of Dumbarton, so my husband might be able to see more home football matches during the season. Every part of Scotland seems to be stuffed full of history but this bit is probably even more so than others. It’s close to Stirling with all its ancient Royal and William Wallace connections and it’s Rob Roy MacGregor country too. There is a second-hand bookshop in the town!! But there are quite a lot of things which aren’t so good.

Callander 2

We don’t really know the area well and we don’t know anybody there – that could be a plus I suppose! The town is in a tourist area and most of the shops cater for tourists. There are lots of whisky shops, woollen mill shops and outdoor clothing/camping/hiking shops – but there isn’t a big supermarket. It’s much more rural than we’ve been used to, at the moment we live a short walk away from Marks and Spencer and the usual shops in a medium sized town. We’re near a railway station and Edinburgh is a hop and a skip away.

On the other hand I hardly ever go to the shops because I’ve reached that stage in life when I don’t really need anything, in fact I’m trying to de-clutter! So Callander isn’t being written off – it’s a maybe. I wonder what it’s like during the winter?

We do enjoy hill-walking but most of the hills around that area are really steep. Unfortunately we couldn’t stop the car at any of the really lovely hills. These ones are rather tame looking but you can just see a wind farm in the distance. I don’t mind them actually but I don’t suppose I would like to have one on my doorstep. So, the search goes on!

Hills and Wind Farm near Doune.

The King’s General by Daphne du Maurier

27 May 2011 23:54

The King's General cover

Daphne du Maurier is one of a list of authors whose books I’m slowly working my way through. Rebecca is still my favourite , it’s the one I judge everything else against. The King’s General is on my 2011 Reading List.

This novel is set in du Maurier’s beloved Cornwall during the English Civil War. Cornwall was a Royalist county and she used the house which she rented from the Rashleigh family for 30 years in this story. She seems to have looked into the history of the house and the family and woven a story around them.

The story is narrated by Honor Harris and at the beginning she’s a teenager and is a bit too feisty for a female in 1653. Much to the horror of her family she starts a relationship with Sir Richard Grenvile, an arrogant, self-centred Cavalier who is feared and hated by friend and foe. He’s the King’s General in the West. (Cornwall)

An accident(?) befalls Honor and she ends up having to live a very different life from the one which she had imagined. The same can be said for everyone else too as Parliamentary forces gain control of Cornwall. The action moves back and forth across the county and Honor has to move from house to house as the enemy lays waste to the land and homes. But it’s Menabilly, with its secrets, which becomes one of the main features of the book. A lot of the characters were real people and there is a wee section at the end which tells you what actually happened to them and then an interesting postscript about the house.

As always with the books which Daphne du Maurier sets in Cornwall you get a real sense of her love for the county. Personally, I was really chuffed when the village of Gunnislake got a mention as a battle was fought near there. We had a holiday there a few years back and I really wish that I had read this book before I visited Cornwall. Although I love history, the English Civil War isn’t one of my strongpoints, and I was completely clueless about what went on in Cornwall at that time.

That’s fair enough I suppose, as I’m Scottish, but I really want to read some more books about it. This one was a good introduction to the subject. It’s not as good as Rebecca, which I think people either love or hate, but it’s certainly worth reading.

The Hundred and Ninety-Nine Steps by Michel Faber

26 May 2011 23:42

The Hundred and Ninety-Nine Steps cover

I know I’ve seen Michel Faber’s books on somebody’s sidebar so when I saw this book at my local library recently I thought I’d give him a go. This is a novella with just 120 pages and I read it all in one sitting. Mind you I nearly gave up on it completely before I got to the bottom of the first page. I’ve been reading a lot of comfort books over the past few months and I’ve sort of got used to nothing really nasty happening in books. The beginning of this one seemed to me to be positively brutal. Anyway, I gritted my teeth and carried on, and I’m glad that I did.

The story is set in Whitby, which is a place that I really like, so that was a plus. Life has given Sian a good few kicks in the teeth in the past but now she is part of a team conducting an archaeological dig at Whitby Abbey. On her way to work she spies a good looking man jogging with a gorgeous dog by his side. The dog is vanilla and caramel coloured and Sian wants it. In fact she’s not sure which she’s attracted to most, dog or man. The dog turns out to be a Finnish Lapphund called Hadrian. They look like a cross between a husky and a wolf.

The story is a good mixture of thriller, romance and historical sleuthing and for me there were a few real surprises along the way. It definitely couldn’t be called predictable. I’ll read more by Michel Faber.

Mind you, I’m sure my eyes rolled when I realised that there was an archaeological dig involved because I had a horrible feeling that that had been added to the story purely because archaeology is so popular in Britain. I thought to myself – this is going to be the book equivalent to that Rosemary and Thyme thing on TV which was obviously thought up because mystery/crime and gardening are perrenial favourites amongst Brits. But have no fear, it’s far more than that!

The Jasmine Farm by Elizabeth von Arnim

25 May 2011 23:57

I didn’t even realise that this book existed before I spotted it in the Oxfam bookshop in Stockbridge, Edinburgh, but I pounced on it nevertheless as I’m trying to work my way through everything by von Arnim. Unfortunately I don’t think this is an easy one for people to obtain because it doesn’t seem to have been reprinted. My copy is a 1934 edition.

The first twenty-five pages or so are about how terrible it is that Lady Midhurst is inflicting gooseberries on her guests at every meal during the weekend and I really thought that it wasn’t a great opening for a book but things improved greatly after that.

Lady Midhurst is a very wealthy widow who is famous for her hospitality to the right sort of people. Her philandering husband sickened her and put her off that sort of thing (that was a whisper) for life. So any whiff of scandal about a person meant that they were dropped by Lady Midhurst.

Her husband had been killed during the last year of the Great War and since then Andrew Leigh had helped and advised her in the running of her finances. He had been with her husband during the war and had been regarded as a close family friend for years. As a young officer in the army Andrew hadn’t expected to survive and so he seized the chance to marry a very beautiful 17 year old called Rosie whilst on leave. It was only later that he discovered that Rosie was completely empty headed and self-centred and well, it has to be said, not quite the same class as him. Rosie’s mother is living with them and she directs Rosie’s life for her. Rosie and her mother are only interested in money and clothes and looking beautiful, unfortunately Andrew doesn’t have much money.

Lady Midhurst has a young daughter called Lady Terence (strange name for a girl) and Terry has been in love with Andrew ever since she was very young. So it’s a bit of a personal disaster, given her mother’s high moral attitude to life.

In the end I really enjoyed it, it has humorous moments as well as serious ones. There is a German Count in it who has designs on Lady Terence because he knows that she and her mother are extremely wealthy. I thought it might interest people to read this extract.

What he wanted – and he considered it did him credit, – was to ask, of her mother, Terry’s hand in marriage.

Not many men, he felt, would be willing to do this at such a moment, especially not many of the gentlemen of Germany, where, since the advent to power of their great new Leader, much store was set by female virtue. And he asked nothing in return, either for all he was bestowing – an ancestry completely Jewless, a name written in glorious blood across the pages of Prussian history, a career which ran no risk of ever being interrupted by concentration camps, because only a fool these days was going to hold any opinions except those he was told to …

It makes all those people that I remember seeing on various BBC history programmes in the 1970s, who professed complete ignorance of concentration camps which were only half a mile away from their home seem even more ridiculous now.

This book was published just one year after Hitler came to power in Germany and von Arnim was already mentioning concentration camps. At that stage they wouldn’t have been the death camps which we think of today, but that wasn’t long in coming.

R H S – It must be Summer

24 May 2011 23:20

I always think that summer arrives with the Royal Horticultural Show although it isn’t normally accompanied by severe gales for days , as we have had here. Mind you I’m not complaining when you consider what other people have had to put up with weather wise.

I’ve been enjoying watching all of the coverage on the TV and tonight I’ve been voting for my favourite gardens in the two categories of show garden and small garden. It was quite difficult because sonetimes I really like the planting of a garden but for me it’s spoiled by a horrendous monstrosity of a modern structure. Like the big white thing in Ishihara Kazuyuki Design Lab garden. I loved all of the plants and the design apart from that weird structure. I ended up voting for the Skyshades garden in the Show Garden category because it is really natural and would be great for wildlife. It only got a silver medal.

In the Small Garden category I opted for Hae-Woo-So (Emptying One’s Mind) from Korea. It got a gold which I think it deserved, lovely plants, water and a rustic structure which turned out to be an outside loo and a place to wash your hands. So it’s about emptying your body too! If you have time take a look at the gardens and let me know which are your favourites.

Peter West by D. E. Stevenson

23 May 2011 23:23

School for Love cover

I borrowed this one from my local library, I wasn’t looking for it but I just saw it on the end of a shelf, in the wrong place and thought that I might as well see what it was like.

First published in 1923, this is the first book which DE Stevenson had published and it’s entirely different from the other two which I’ve read. To begin with it’s quite religious and it reminded me of the writing of another female Scottish writer, O. Douglas. But as the story rolled on the similarity disappeared.

It’s set in Scotland and it’s really about people who have made hasty marriages and quickly lived to regret it. Beth Kerr’s mother had fallen in love with the boatman who lived in her village of Kintoul and against her parent’s wishes she married him, but she soon realised that she didn’t know him at all and after having three children she died at a young age.

When Beth was still a teenager her father told her that a neighbour wanted to marry her and she ends up making the same mistake as her mother. Her much older friend Peter West also gets married to a woman that he barely knows.

This book is much more serious than her others but I believe that it wasn’t very popular. I can see why because I think it’s very far ahead of the time it was written in. The subjects are alcoholism, domestic violence and mental problems, all dealt with in a delicate way, but I know that in Scotland right up until the 1960s the attitude for men and women was that ‘you’ve made your bed and now you can sleep in it’, so this was a really radical storyline. In the end there’s really nothing to upset the strait-laced folk of 1923 but it dealt with taboo subjects of the day.

I must admit that I didn’t enjoy it as much as Mrs Tim of the Regiment or Miss Buncle’s Book both of which are really light-hearted and humorous, but I’m glad that I read it.

Some cream cakes

23 May 2011 00:06

Yesterday morning we went to St Andrews and as Karen K at Books and Chocolate wanted to know what a coffee tower looked like I just had to buy some cakes, for blogging purposes you understand!

Three cakes

So here they are, they got a wee bit bashed in the box on the way home, the coffee tower is the one on the left and it’s like a very big profiterole but it’s filled with coffee flavoured whipped cream and has coffee flavoured icing on top.

The middle cake is called a French cherry delight, again it’s made from choux pastry like a profiterole but there is cherry sauce at the bottom and then it is filled with whipped cream and of course topped with a cherry.

The cake on the right is a chocolate tower and it is filled with ordinary whipped cream and topped with chocolate flavoured icing. They are very similar to those cakes which in France are called a religieuse. I think it would be better if the cream was chocolate flavoured too.

Here they are halved so that you can see how full they are. They are on a large meat platter which gives you an idea of their size.

Three cakes cut

My husband and I had half of each of them, well what else could we do, cream goes off so quickly!

Updated Jacobean Embroidery

20 May 2011 23:03

Jacobean Pattern embroidery

It’s years since I did any needlework which wasn’t either needlepoint or cross stitch, but I’ve been thinking of doing some designs of my own, loosely based on some lovely Honiton Jacobean design pottery which I have. So when I saw this old cushion cover going really cheaply on that auction site I had to bid for it. Well nobody else did!

A wee bit of the top flower had already been embroidered but the rest of it is my work and it has been really quick and enjoyable to do. I just wanted to get some practice in before embarking on my own variation on the theme. I was never very great at satin stitch but I am improving with practice and I’m quite pleased with the effect so far. As you can see I still have about half of it to stitch but it shouldn’t take long to complete.

This sort of design became very popular in the 1930s and it was still being done in the 1950s. Design sort of stagnated during the war. I don’t think people could get the material for doing fripperies, it was all knitting socks and mufflers for the troops. The original Jacobean designs were not quite as outrageously coloured, but it’s the bright, crazy colour combinations which I love.

Elsewhere on the craft front I’ve finished off the pansies needlepoint. I managed to get to grips with my sewing machine which for some reason behaved perfectly, it must just have needed a rest. I even managed to do a button hole on trousers and I put a new pocket in a pair of my husband’s trousers. If only he wouldn’t carry so much junk around in them they wouldn’t wear into holes. It was a nightmare to do and the next time they are going in the bin if he can’t put up with not using the pocket. The trouble is his mother was a sewing teacher, in fact she was MY sewing teacher, and he tends to think that all women can do what she could do. I’ve told him that she went to college for three years to learn how to make clothes and learn about all aspects of sewing, but I don’t think he believes me!

On Green Dolphin Street by Sebastian Faulks

20 May 2011 13:14

On Green Dolphin Street cover

This one was bought at the most recent library book sale and it’s the first book by Faulks which I have read despite the fact that we have plenty of others in the house which my husband has read. It was first published in 2001.

The book is set in America mainly in 1959-1960 but World War II plays a part in that the main characters are still carrying around mental wounds which were inflicted by it.

Mary van der Linden is married to Charlie a high-flying British diplomat and they have two children. They’re the sort of people who I would hate to have living in the street because they make a habit of having parties into the wee small hours. Charlie’s hard-drinking is rapidly getting out of control and he’s slipping from being a high functioning alcoholic to an out of control liability. He has been trying to make money on the stock exchange and has even borrowed money to invest but he keeps losing money on his shares and they’re in a financially precarious position.

Mary’s life begins to fall apart when the children are sent off to school in England to take advantage of the subsidised private education available to the children of diplomats. The house is empty and Mary feels redundant and then she gets a phone call from her father telling her that her mother is terminally ill. Mary offers to go home and help with her mother but she isn’t wanted there and so she is left with just Charlie to look after, but he doesn’t even eat any more and she’s more of a mother than a wife to him.

Frank Renzo is a New York journalist who was a guest at one of the parties and he is smitten by Mary the minute he sets eyes on her. He’s trying to get his career back on track after being persona non grata during the McCarthy years. He’s reporting on the John Kennedy-Richard Nixon campaign. To begin with the whole thing is just a friendship with both Mary and Frank determined to be chaste but inevitably things progress and Mary finds it necessary to pretend that she is writing a book, and she needs to go to New York to do research for it. With Frank having to follow politicians around at short notice they don’t see much of each other at all. The title of her book is going to be ‘On Green Dolphin Street’. I suppose you could say that it was ‘their tune’.

Anyway, I enjoyed this book and I’ll read more by him now. It’s set in an interesting period with lots going on in it including the Cold War which I am now beginning to think of as ‘the good old days’.

Sebastian Faulks managed to make Mary van der Linden a likeable character which is really saying something coming from me because I really lack patience when it comes to married bed-hopping people in books or real life. As a friend of mine experienced in such matters once said that the romance goes out of it all the minute you start washing their socks and underwear and the bills start piling in. I almost bit my tongue off but I managed not to say what I thought which was – It was a pity she hadn’t thought before she wrecked another woman’s life and devastated three children. And that dear folks is the Presbyterian lesson for today!

Other people would say – life is short and you should grab it while you can.

Each to their own!

Back to the book, I did enjoy it, it wasn’t at all what I expected somehow. I didn’t know that On Green Dophin Street is a tune by Miles Davis. I know nothing about jazz beyond that there is ‘cool jazz’ and ‘when does the tune start jazz?’ I think this one must be cool.

There is a book called Green Dolphin Street which was written by Elizabeth Goudge in 1944.