Well, apparently I wasn't in the mood right now for the Charles Finch. It seems I'm in the mood for a 1930's manor house party. In a daring leap over all other possibilities, I'm currently reading HOLLOW CROWN by David Roberts. It is 3rd of 10 in series featuring Lord Edward Corinth, a jaded English aristocrat, and Verity Browne, a leftist journalist, between the wars in 1930s London. Here is a description:
Lord Edward Corinth is invited by his friend Joe Weaver, the press lord and close friend of the British royal family, for the comparatively simpler case of recovering certain letters stolen from the king’s intimate friend Wallis Simpson. There is no mystery about who has taken these letters—it is a woman called Mrs. Raymond Harkness, a former mistress of the king and a close friend of Edward’s. When Edward goes down to Haling, the country house of conservative M.P. Leo Scannon where Mrs. Harkness is also a house guest, he cannot guess that retrieving stolen goods is to be complicated by a murder. Edward’s friend and fellow sleuth, the journalist Verity Browne, returned from the savagery of the Spanish Civil War, welcomes the distraction of helping Edward investigate what suddenly becomes a double murder. Both Edward and Verity are soon involved with political protest and the fight against Fascism—the Cable Street riots and the Jarrow March—and both battle to find the truth behind the hollow crown in what the poet W. H. Auden called "a low, dishonest decade."
It was published in 2002 and has 320 pages.
Well I got a large percentage of the Oscars right and a few wrong. I knew Sandra Bullock would win and I really like her as an actress, but I was hoping it wasn't going to turn out to be a popularity contest and I think it did. I am pleased that The Hurt Locker won 6 out of the 9 nominations. It was a great little film.
I'm a bit worn out tonight. At work today, it was what I call a "learning" day. I had more than one opportunity to learn from my mistakes or lack of training. Mentally taxing that. I may not go in quite as early tomorrow; in my new duties, the early morning isn't being as productive as in the past few weeks so it may be a waste of effort right now. I may have to go in on Saturdays for a few hours to get the full overtime available. We'll see.
Quoting Scarlett O'Hara: "I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow." As well as: "After all... tomorrow is another day." I think I'll do a slight bit more Interneting and then read a wee bit before turning in early.
G'night all...
Much love,
PK the Bookeemonster
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