
It was a copy of Rosamunde Pilcher's Voices in Summer.
The only thing I know, to date, about Pilcher, in fact there are two things I know of her or rather of her books, and these are that she wrote a successful novel called The Shell Seekers and that the TV films of her stories are most popular in Germany where there is a mania for stylish folks with manor houses, stables with thoroughbred horses and gleaming saddlery and open-topped MG cars and green wellingtons and Range Rovers and Mercedes cars that are, or appear to be always found in some indefinite Pilcherland which is bounded by the sparkling seas of Devon and Dorset, Cornwall and even sometimes the West Coast of Scotland and where the sun's rays always shine and gleam and reflect on a rolling blue sea and the grass on the manicured lawns and the rolling hills is always as green and lush as Irish clover.
I scanned the chapter headings: Hampstead, Deepbrook, Islington, Tremenheere, Landrock, Penjizal, Saint Thomas, Roskenwyn, Homes. And then I thought, if Eliot can make poetry with names like Burnt Norton, East Coker, The Dry Salvages and Little Gidding surely I can also do if not it, then something like it, with a little help from Rosamunde Pilcher and her chapter titles.
And so I've chosen now the four which have what I consider to be the most poetic sounding names: Deepbrook, Landrock, Roskenwyn and Homes.
That's the first step.
Favourie author of my wife. And she lives in Dundee which makes her an honorary Scot!
ReplyDeleteGordon your honorary Scot will surely enjoy the grouse, leeks and neeps I'm serving up. Verse 2.
ReplyDeletenever heard of her. lovely place names though.
ReplyDeletethat third paragraph is one of the longer sentences I've encountered this week.
Clowncar, they may get even longer. Some of Thomas Bernhard's, sentences for example, go on for several pages,one rocky sub-clause after another, a bit like an asteroid belt :)
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