Yet another library oddity – a collection of Potter’s journals, which were originally written in code, transcribed by Linder. Unfortunately although the cracking of the code was interesting, the journal entries themselves had value only for dipping in and out of. Potter had kept a private diary for her own purposes, and as such this was not written from prosperity, but instead just a collection of very human comments.
I do want to see if I can hunt out the Beatrix Potter collection at the V&A next time I am in London though. Linder donated much of it as part of his fascination with Potter.
I’m torn on Coleridge. For most of his poems I enjoy each stanza. However he does not seem to have heard of short poems. If I’m in a poetry mood I tend to lean towards the short. Poems hundreds of lines long, in some cases without even seperate verses, just take too much concentration: I feel the need to read some almost breathlessly.
Off to the charity shop for someone with better concentration than me!
This was not a good start to my Baileys challenge: I got 20 pages in and the writing style and subject were just irritating me. Skipped to page 100 and the writing style was the same breathless internal monologue, so I gave up. This one just wasn’t for me, so back to the library it goes.
This anthology is a selection of extracts covering much of what has been written in the English language on the subject of walking. This covers everything from the obvious of Bill Bryson discussing his favourite walks, to the advantages in the marriage market of walking for a young lady walking from Jane Austen.
The presence of the latter, and the quantity of countryside poetry gradually moved this collection from interesting to tedious however, and I ultimately gave up on it about one third of the way through. Tried dipping into it a few times, but there was nothing to interest me. Back to the library for this.
I wanted to like this. Gill’s passion was infectious and made the subject matter not only one of design but also one of class and the difference between an artist and a craftsman. But somewhere in the middle when it went on and on about the details of the formation of different letters I lost the drive to keep reading. This also coincided with exciting books I’d ordered arriving by post and through the library system so I’ve decided its time to return it.