Sunday, January 27, 2019


The knitting news, such as it is, is that I’ve finished the increase rows for the front of the Strronachlachar, and have a couple more inches to do before the neck shaping. Progress.

And there’s another essay this morning from Kate Davies, this time about accepting and incorporating one’s disadvantages rather than trying to rise above them. I much preferred last year’s essays, on the subject of the West Highland Way. Also, I have been reading Virginia Wolff’s “A Room of One’s Own”. There are interesting similarities, as both give advice to woman operating under constraint. Wolff wins.

I’ve finished Wolff (for the moment) and there’s still time to fit in one more book before February and Mrs Gaskell’s “Cousin Phyllis”. I’ve started Penelope Lively’s “Moon Tiger”. It was one of those embarrassing cases where Amazon wouldn’t sell me the Kindle edition because they said I’ve already got it. And they were right. So far, I don’t remember a syllable of it – but when the action moves on to Egypt, I think I will.

I should be spending all this time knitting.

4 comments:

  1. Jean, you are such an inspiration in so many ways. In addition to fearless knitting you are introducing me to authors, and especially books I have never heard of. I am making a list "Jean's Books" to remind me of titles. Thanks!

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  2. I have that very same Moon Tiger on my kindle, but I know I haven't read it yet. I read To the Lighthouse not long ago, as well as Mrs. Dalloway and loved them.

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  3. For me, it was "The Children Act" by Ian McEwen. We went to see the film, found it very gripping and I knew I had read it but just forgot that it was still there on my Kindle.
    I don't know "Cousin Phyllis", but that can soon be remedied. I never get over the ease of access a Kindle allows.

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  4. For years my mother studied Virginia Wolff. I'm sorry to say I've never read anything of hers. Time to remedy that. Thanks for the prod in that direction. Anna in Toronto

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