Posted on May 2, 2021
Another proficient, if slightly moribund, novel from Ms Jewell. The story begins and ends with Sophie, a writer who never does any actual writing. In truth, she doesn’t have a lot to do with the progression of the investigation into the missing girl, except for finding a clue which had been left for her and wandering about thinking about things a lot, so I did wonder why she was there, to be honest.
It was hard to like any of the characters, especially as just about everyone had a nasty secret with the exception of the missing girl’s mother. Of the three main teenage(ish) characters, none were particularly likeable.
Perversely, I found myself drawn to the one who came to be
portrayed as a minor villain after first being described very positively.
The story starts quite slowly, Although we know from the beginning that Tallulah has disappeared, we then go into quite a lengthy flashback to return us to the point of her disappearance. Once the strands start drawing together, the pace picks up a bit and it jogs along quite nicely, only to descend into a messy credibility-stretching ending.
It’s a quick read and Ms Jewell has many and, so I’m sure it will do very well.
I voluntarily read and reviewed an advanced copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
Posted on April 26, 2021
by Hilda Conkling
Snow-white shawls . . .
Golden faces . . .
Countryside, hillside, wayside people . . .
Selling dew and yellow flour
To make bread
For some city of elves. . . .
The daisy follows soft the sun
by Emily Dickinson
The daisy follows soft the sun,
And when his golden walk is done,
Sits shyly at his feet.
He, waking, finds the flower near.
“Wherefore, marauder, art thou here?”
“Because, sir, love is sweet!”
Posted on April 17, 2021
One of my favourites things to do to while away an hour is to take a famous painting and re-interpret it in whatever way takes my fancy. In this instance, as I’m a big fan of of the Pre-Raphaelites, William Holman Hunt was my ‘victim’.
Posted on April 17, 2021
On Wednesday we went to Gibraltar Point, near Skegness in Lincolnshire. Traditionally, this is one of our “big days out’ in the year and, after a long break because of Covid, we were ultra excited at the prospect of what we might see. Sadly, it wasn’t to be. There was a dearth of birds and even the weather turned against us, so it was a sad and sorry journey home. So, to cheer myself up, I’ve had a look through some of my favourite birds from previous years. And here they are.
Clockwise from top left: Female Wheatear, Male Stonechat, Spoonbills, Female Reed Bunting, Juvenile Whitethroat, Cuckoo, Juvenile Avocet and Centre: Female Redstart.