 Lily Fairbairn Half-elven  Sep 24 2022, 6:16pm Views: 442 |
I read the library ebook of A Divided Loyalty, an Ian Rutledge post WWI mystery by Charles Todd. (The author is actually Charles Todd and his mother, Caroline. Sadly, she passed away recently, which I'm hoping has no effect on the fine writing of the books.) This installment has quite a few scenes taking place at Avebury stone circle in Wiltshire, so I was able to follow along with some of the action, even though Avebury was hardly the tourist attraction in 1921 that it is now. The plot played out rather differently from the usual Rutledge story, and I was worried the authors had dropped the ball---but no, not at all. I now have the library ebook of The Bullet That Missed, by Richard Osman, on my Kindle all ready to go. I've enjoyed the first two Thursday Murder Club novels so am looking forward to this one. I listened to Nurse, Come You Here!: More True Stories of a Country Nurse on a Scottish Isle, by Mary J. MacLeod. I enjoyed the first of these tales as well. MacLeod was the district nurse on a small island in the Hebrides back in the 70s. Some of her reminiscences are funny, some are sad, but she does a good job evoking the people, the way of life, and especially the landscape. This installment ends with the story of her family's year or so in Nevada and California. As an American, I found her fish-out-of-water moments highly entertaining. I've now started listening to The Garden of Unearthly Delights, written and read by Robert Rankin, whose sense of humor comes through clearly in both his writing and narration. The book's beginning reminds me a bit of Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, in that the main character is going about his daily life when the world goes completely bonkers around him. I don't know yet if the novel departs too far from reality for my present mood, so stay tuned. I'm still listening to Andy Serkis's brilliant reading of LotR, and am several chapters into The Return of the King. Pippin has just watched from the battlements of Minas Tirith as Gandalf rescued Faramir from the Nazgul. So what have you been reading? Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing? Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing? Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow; The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.... |
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