Since I am in ‘tidying’ mode, not only do I have a list of Books To Be Read (with sub-lists for categories), I also have a list of Books I’ve Read And Not Written About, as well as a list of Bookish Things To Blog about (including a trip to the Chained Library at Hereford, and a visit to the Johnson Birthplace at Lichfield). And yes, I do know there are probably far too many unnecessary capitals there, but somehow lists, with titles, in capitals, make me feel as if I am taking positive action and organising my life. However, these moods where I try to sort things out rarely last long, and I expect I’ll be back to my usual muddle by the end of the week.
|Rebecca West, pictured by Madam Yevonde|
|Rebecca West pictured as a young woman.|
|A beautiful edition of the book...|
|Another beautiful edition...|
Indeed, Mamma is a curious character, mentally fragile, totally in thrall to her husband, yet tough enough to cope with the various crises that occur – and astute enough to convince him three Gainsborough paintings are worthless copies, so (like Miss Beevor with her Dick Tay) she has something to fall back on when the inevitable happens and he leaves.
|My unbeautifil library edition.|