Time for some more Fidra Books I decided so I whizzed off an order and I intentionally haven't shown the cover of The School on North Barrule by Mabel Esther Allan to make you all go to the Fidra website and take a look and then you'll see why I had to have it.
Who could possibly resist it? Nothing like a good boarding school story especially if set on an island, this one the Isle of Man.My last one of these was a Dorita Fairlie Bruce, The Girls of St Bride's from Girls Gone By Publishers.I've also added another Olivia Fitzroy, Steer by the Stars, more children's camping, fishing and sailing and plenty of free-spirited adventures.
Thanks to Gallic Books for a copy of Murder on the Eiffel Tower which has been much enjoyed around the blogs.Bringing translations of contemporary French authors to a British readership seems like such a simple and sensible idea you wonder it hasn't been done before.Perhaps it's taken this long for us to own up as a nation that, much as we'd like to think French learnt at school equipped us to tackle French novels, actually it hasn't...well mine hasn't and Mademoiselle Deadman did tell me as much.
A Little Blue Jacket by Lucy Ann White arrived from Lucy and I can't wait to start this one, another perfect cover and a lovely website to match.Lucy blogs here and her latest post offers some fascinating background to this book.I think when a book comes with a whole package such as this I'm even more interested.
Any new book from Adele Geras is gratefully received and so a proof of her latest A Hidden Life won't be lying unread for very long.Family feuds and a bookish inheritance with an explosive secret and that's me hooked.
Finally a wondrous challenge of a read from Peter Owen, Alfred Douglas, A Poet's Life and His Finest Work by Caspar Wintermans.This will be catapult me into a completely new reading galaxy and a probable return foray into all things Oscar.Bosie's story often overshadowed by Oscar Wilde's and this book described as "Greek tragedy with elements of soap opera" looks eminently readable.I always feel desperately sad for Oscar Wilde when I read that account of his death in Richard Ellman's biography, the loneliness, the agony of an abcess in his ear and that wallpaper.
Then I'll have to dig out my pics of the trip to Pere Lachaise in 1998 and Oscar Wilde's grave and I hope you didn't think I'd come away without a souvenir. Here's Oscar's Conker, I did try to grow a horse chestnut tree out of one of these but fortunately nothing happened.
What with this and Sylvia's Borage you'll think I've got a bit of thing about grave memorabilia.