This month we welcome Eric Campbell to the Northern Beaches. Eric has travelled the World as a Foreign Correspondent and he has some fascinating stories to tell about the unusual, odd and downright dysfunctional locales he’s had the pleasure of visiting. Please call us on (02) 9973 1244 if you would like to join us next Thursday evening.
We are also welcoming Stephanie Smee here on the 18th of May to discuss her newly published translation of the French classic, ‘No Place to Lay One’s Head’. This is the moving story of Francoise Frenkel’s bookstore in Berlin, her escape from the Nazi’s, and her many years hiding throughout France during the Holocaust.
We very much hope to see you one of our event’s soon. Please be in touch for more information.
All this rain is rather helpful to readers….or maybe we’re just trying to see the bright side of a very wet beginning to the Autumn. I’m on a great run of wonderful reads, having finished about 3 books in the last week. Marlborough Man by Alan Carter is a compulsively readable crime set in the Marlborough wine region of New Zealand and I think it took about 2 days to get through, keep an eye out for it. Due in over the next few months.
Another book I’ve raving about to Everyman and his dog is Wendell Berry’s collection of essays, titled “The World Ending Fire”. If you loved James Rebanks book, ‘The Shepherd’s Life”, you will absolutely adore Wendell Berry. He is such a graceful and elegant, commonsense kind of a man and writes about an abundant and well lived life.
I’ve also gone way back in time to read Dostoevsky’s “Crime and Punishment”. What they say is really true, he is a master psychologist and captures such an enormous range of feeling in this tense, uncomfortable drama around the protagonist Raskolnovich, who has quite randomly murdered a pawnbroker and her daughter. Saint Petersberg is filthy and full of drunks and high faluting aristocrats. I’m only just realizing my love affair with Russian literature and I’d encourage anyone to look into Dostoevsky or Tolstoy of Chekov….they are absolute masters, and a real joy to read in certain translations.
In the pile by my reading couch, you’d currently find – After by Nikki Gemmell, Pussy (which looks just hilarious) by Howard Jacobson, No Place to lay one’s head, originally by Francoise Frenkel, and now available in English, thanks to Stephanie Smee, The Paris Review, The Horseman by Tim Pears, oh and plenty of gardening manuals.