Flowers in the Grass by Monica Dickens

Flowers in the Grass cover

Flowers in the Grass by Monica Dickens was published in 1949. This book is well written but it reads more like a collection of short stories rather than a novel. It’s the story of Daniel who I found to be very annoying which might colour my thoughts.

Daniel is stubborn, thrawn as we say in Scotland and isn’t what could be called normal, now I suspect he would be described as being quite high on the autism spectrum, or maybe it’s just that he’s one of those people who think that the rules just don’t apply to them – only to other people. Daniel also has the knack of finding women who are keen to look after and mother him. I wouldn’t have been one of them.

The book begins with a chapter titled Jane, surprisingly Daniel marries Jane who happens to be his first cousin (eugh) and it looks like this is going to be a book about a young couple with Jane improving Daniel and settling down in a lovely home, but disaster strikes.

Daniel’s existence in people’s lives never seems to be a plus for them but at the end he sort of makes up for it all, expiation through another young couple.

For me anyway this wasn’t one of her best, but other readers seem to have been quite keen on it.

Bookshelf Travelling for Insane Times

In common with most book lovers I have stacks of unread books awaiting my attention. Judith at Reader in the Wilderness has decided to start her Bookshelf Travelling for Insane Times MEME – talk about three of the books in your TBR stacks. For me anyway this might be a way of reacquainting myself with books that I was keen to buy at the time, but for some reason have languished in the piles. I’ve been having trouble concentrating on reading, in common with loads of readers so I might find something to pique my interest here.

Niccolo Rising by Dorothy Dunnett – I started collecting this series while I was reading the author’s Lymond series which was a few years ago. I think it’s the thickness of the book that has put me off beginning it, but having finished reading The Mirror and the Light at over 800 pages, this book now seems quite slim.


Flowers on the Grass by Monica Dickens. I have no idea how long I’ve had this one which according to the blurb is: perhaps the gayest and most entertaining novel yet written by an author whose work has always been unfailingly entertaining. The setting ranges from a country cottage to a holiday camp in Northern England, a Bayswater hotel to a modern ‘do-as-you-like’ school, and has a fascinating gallery of characters – apparently. I’m now wondering why I haven’t thought of reading it before now.


Over the Mountains by Pamela Frankau has a World War 2 setting. It’s May 1940 and the British armies are retreating from Dunkirk. Reading the blurb I’ve just realised that this one is the last book of a trilogy, but I think it can be read as a stand alone book, and it seems like it might be right up my street.


I’m going to read one of these books soon – if I can concentrate on one, I might have to dip into all three before I find one I can concentrate on!