Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Green for Danger by Christianna Brand


Green for Danger by Christianna Brand

I have a well read Penguin paperback edition of this novel by Christianna Brand. My copy was printed in 1967, but the novel was first published in 1945 and it is set during World War Two.

The Mystery opens with Joseph Higgins postman begrudgingly going out of his way to deliver a small handful of letters to Heron's Park, Now home to a military hospital.

We are introduced to the main characters through the letters Higgins is carrying...

"A nice linen envelope and a Harley street postmark"...introduces Gervase Eden a Harley street Doctor. An Ugly, but yet attractive man with a magnetic attraction for the opposite sex. "for the thousandth time he looked at himself in the mirror , looked at his ugly face and greying hair, at his thin restless hands- and wondered what on earth women saw in him, and wished they wouldn't. He rang the bell for his pretty little secretary and asked her to post the letter. She immediately burst into tears at the thought of his going, and after all it was only common charity to spend a few minutes in comforting the poor soul"

The next character introduced in this way is the writer of the second letter.."A huge, square envelope, covered with a huge, square handwriting...vigorous, generous, splashed across all the available space.." S he is Jane Woods, "Woody" Woody is on her way to be a VAD at Herons Park. (The main role of a Voluntary Aid Detachment (VAD) member in the first World War was that of nursing orderly in hospitals by World War Two they also received some medical training)
Other Characters introduced in this way are
Esther Sanson.. "a girlish hand, sloping downwards a little at the end of each line,"
Dr Barnes, Mr Moon..."The crabbed old fist of Mr.Moon who had been surgeon in Heronsford as long as one could remember.."
"Two more letters both from women" Frederica Linley "One very neat and correct, a pretty round hand, a pretty grey-blue notepaper" and Last but not least Sister Bates "a cheap white envelope,....the handwriting sputtering across the paper, uncertain and ill at ease.".

The first chapter ends with the memorable statement.."Seven letters,......Higgins shuffled the envelopes together impatiently, and wrapped them round with a piece of grubby tape and thrust them into his pocket, plodding on,wheeling his bicycle up the hill. He could not know that just a year later, one of the writers would die, self-confessed a murderer"

I really enjoyed this mystery, Christianna Brands experience of life in a military hospital during World war lends an authentic feeling to the story, it's well written and kept my interest and attention. An enjoyable and satisfying read.

There is a film of the book available that stars a favourite actor of mine Alastair Sim ..it's well worth watching if you haven't seen it before!




Monday, February 22, 2010

Other people's blogs

I love other peoples blogs they make me happy, make me sad, inspire me to create, make me dream and think and plan ..which may be a substitute for actually doing anything... but still makes me happy, they introduce me to new ideas, recipes, books, artwork, ways of looking at the world..isn't that lovely

On the downside they consume an awful lot of time that I should really be spending making my home a least vaguely fit to be shared by anyone other than my family who are either incredibly tolerant/ shortsighted/ preoccupied making something (usually that adds to the colorful situation (polite way of saying a mess) that we call home.

I probably can't blame reading blogs for the state of my kitchen ...if I wasn't reading blogs I'd be up to something else..reading a book possibly ..or baking something or trying to knit...etc etc why are all the things that make a mess so much more interesting and attractive than taming the resultant chaos?

Anyway ..I have to confess that my kitchen will never in all likely hood be fit to take photo's of.. to compare anything with anyone else ..or even to allow people a glimpse... I stood in there in naive optimism clutching my camera..when I first began to blog to take a snap for a kind of shared .. My Kitchen today post..and I spotted the cobwebs..oops and the washing up and the floor etc etc I should've grabbed the cleaning materials (industrial strength) but I didn't I just chose another topic...

I think having growing kids,pets (an inordinate supply of) and a disposition that prefers a bar of chocolate, cup of coffee and a murder mystery to housework may mean that my kitchen stays forever under wraps

such is life

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

THE SECRETS OF DROON

THE SECRETS OF DROON
BY GUEST JUNIOR BLOGGER "THE CUTE KITTEN" (AGED 7 and not actually a kitten).


THE SECRETS OF DROON By Tony Abbot.

The Secrets of Droon books are magical,fun, exciting and a little dangerous inside, it doesn't come out and get you though!

It's about different characters, I'll only give you the main ones though as there are too many to list. Lord Sparr, Galen, Keeah, Neal, Eric and Julie.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

The Midwich Cuckoos by John Wyndham



John Wyndhams setting for his story published in 1957 was an ordinary rural village.
The village of Midwich was "almost notoriously a place where things did not happen."

"At the heart of Midwich is a triangular Green ornamented by five fine elms and a white-railed pond. The war memorial stands in the churchward corner of the Green,and spaced out round the sides are the church itself, the vicarage, the inn, the smithy, the post office, Mrs Welt's shop, and a number of cottages. Altogether, the village comprises some sixty cottages and small houses, a village hall, Kyle Manor, and The Grange.
The church is mostly perp. and dec., but with a Norman west doorway and font. The vicarage is Georgian; The Grange Victorian; Kyle Manor has Tudor roots with numerous later graftings. The cottages show most of the styles which have existed between the two Elizabeths, but even more recent than the two latest County Council cottages are the utilitarian wings that were added to the Grange when the Ministry took it over for Research."

The main Characters include Richard and Janet Gayford, Gorden, Angela and Ferralyn Zellaby, Lieutenant Alan Hughes and an assortment of officials and villagers.

The story begins as Richard and Janet Gayford try to return home to the village after a birthday celebration in London. They find that the police have blocked all roads into the village and the army are arriving.Turned back by the local policeman they are determined to reach home so park and walk across the fields towards home.
"I decided to follow Janet. She had perhaps twenty yards start of me by now, and then, just as I started off, she staggered, collapsed without a sound, and lay quite still..."

The perplexing puzzle of the happenings at Midwich at first seem odd but over time it becomes apparent that far more significant events have occurred. The villagers and the authorities responses and attitudes towards these events form the basis for the story.


I could get deep and discuss the deeper meanings/themes of the story it is classified as science fiction and is the story of societies/humans response to a devastating threat from the unknown, but I enjoy this stories very English setting and is a favourite of mine not least because I can picture and identify with the setting and the characters so well.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Candlemass 2nd February



today is Candlemass

"542 AD - This celebrated date started as Candlemas Day in 542 AD. by the edict of Emperor Justinian On this day. candles were blessed to be used all year long. Later on, in western Europe, it was considered to also be the midpoint of winter when people searched for some ...This celebrated date started as Candlemas Day in 542 AD. by the edict of Emperor Justinian On this day. candles were blessed to be used all year long."

info on Candlemass arriving in America here

and more on Groundhog day here

More info on February here




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CEREMONIES FOR CANDLEMAS EVE

Down with the rosemary and bays,
Down with the misletoe;
Instead of holly, now up-raise
The greener box, for show.

The holly hitherto did sway;
Let box now domineer,
Until the dancing Easter-day,
Or Easter's eve appear.

Then youthful box, which now hath grace
Your houses to renew,
Grown old, surrender must his place
Unto the crisped yew.

When yew is out, then birch comes in,
And many flowers beside,
Both of a fresh and fragrant kin,
To honour Whitsuntide.

Green rushes then, and sweetest bents,
With cooler oaken boughs,
Come in for comely ornaments,
To re-adorn the house.
Thus times do shift; each thing his turn does hold;
New things succeed, as former things grow old.

by Robert Herrick

from an old gravestone

If you hold your nose to the Grindstone
and you leave it there long enough,
Then soon you'll say
there's no such things
as brooks that babble
and birds that sing,
these three will all your world compose,
just you, the stone and your poor old nose.

(from memory so may not be word perfect)