Facing up to Father

A recent post about Marble Hill led to a reader (RDN) commenting about the Marble Hill imprint. I bought an MH book on instinct.

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Winter

I have read a lot of first hand accounts, not exhaustively, of European history 1918 – 1990.

Big Shot

My grandfather expressed consternation when I got a job in the City after university. I remember him shaking his head, saying he’d always thought I should go into the church and have a parish in the West of Ireland with some good fishing and snipe bogs … perhaps woodcock, he added hopefully.

Good Shot

There were pigs at Barmeath, before my time, but I remember the sties. In the autumn they lived in the woods eating beech mast and the like.

Almost an Emperor, Not Quite a Gentleman

When using the lavatory in an English country house there are two things of which you may be certain: the seat will be wooden and there will be a faded copy of The English Gentleman by Douglas Sutherland.

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Prenez Garde

Primo Levi’s account of the year (1944/45) he was at Auschwitz was published in Britain in 1947 as If This is a Man. I can say no more – I haven’t read it but it is on order.

Reading Maketh a Full Man

These authors have recently been introduced to me. I have read the first in the Erast Fandorin and David Audley series and have all the James Marwood historical thrillers ahead of me.

Celia and Mamaine

Those of us who don’t write should be aware of the painstaking labour undertaken by successful writers.

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