Pete Brown. Read January 2013
Pete Brown doing what do does best. He takes his favourite topic, Beer, and tells a story intertwining a history of a trade, a building, an area, of the people both near and far.
Easy to read and very enjoyable. Almost as good as "A Man Walks into a Pub"
It made me think I would go the The George the next time I in London. The oddest thing happened. I was chatting to the missus about the book when the chap who was on the TV programme, that was on in the background, started talking about The George, walked into the Inn yard shook hands to Pete Brown and went for a beer inside. The programme was about railways and the The George was saved, partly, by the railway company.
A blog that lists the books I have read. I might say a word or two about them...I might not.
Thursday, 17 January 2013
Wednesday, 9 January 2013
Aubrey-Maturin Series
Patrick O'Brian - Reread books 1 to 9 over the summer 2012.
Fantastic stories. Full of layers, naval, historical details, sub plots, adventure and intrigue. I urge you to read this series. Start with Master and Commander
Fantastic stories. Full of layers, naval, historical details, sub plots, adventure and intrigue. I urge you to read this series. Start with Master and Commander
A Time of Gifts
Patrick Leigh Fermor - read December 2012
A travelogue of a nineteen year old Patrick Leigh Fermor and the first part of his walk from Rotterdam to Constantinople. This book takes us up to Hungary. The walk was in 1933. He has a family with connections and he gets to stay with the old families of the ruling classes as well as sleeping in barns and being looked after by local town and country folks. It is vaguely interesting when he talks about the old families and the changes they are seeing.
He does like the sound of his own voice and waxes lyrical about writers, philosophers and Germanic folklore when he is not talking about them he is prattling on in flowery descriptions of the landscapes and the folks he meets at great length. He started off a self indulgent nineteen your old and ends up that way.
I am not interested in reading about next part of the walk. He survived the walk and WWII and went on the publish more books. I shall not be seeking them out.
A travelogue of a nineteen year old Patrick Leigh Fermor and the first part of his walk from Rotterdam to Constantinople. This book takes us up to Hungary. The walk was in 1933. He has a family with connections and he gets to stay with the old families of the ruling classes as well as sleeping in barns and being looked after by local town and country folks. It is vaguely interesting when he talks about the old families and the changes they are seeing.
He does like the sound of his own voice and waxes lyrical about writers, philosophers and Germanic folklore when he is not talking about them he is prattling on in flowery descriptions of the landscapes and the folks he meets at great length. He started off a self indulgent nineteen your old and ends up that way.
I am not interested in reading about next part of the walk. He survived the walk and WWII and went on the publish more books. I shall not be seeking them out.
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