Heavenly Date

And other flirtations. Alexander McCall Smith. 1995. Canongate Books

Nine short stories just the right length for my train journey. 

McCall Smith writes with the smooth calm tone and the almost reasonable suggestions of a hypnotist. Sinister events presented ever so calmly. Creepily convincing.

Wrong About Japan

A father's journey with his son. Peter Carey 2004 Vintage

Peter Carey develops an interest in Japanese manga books and movies via his 12 year old son. 

This book is about their travel in Japan; interviewing directors, fans, and sword makers. Evocative of the blurriness and misunderstandings involved in travel, between cultures and generations. I liked the descriptions of the contained anti social boredom of the teenager and the failed need to interpret and understand of the father.

This is reading in a daydream of my own of somewhat far off travel plans, perhaps once Joy is out of the pram. 

Crisply written, like an extended weekend magazine article.

Australian Parrots

second (revised) edition by Joseph M. Forshaw Illustrated by William T. Cooper. Lansdowne Editions, Melbourne 1981.

or Tea and crochet

A winter cold has us at home browsing through picture books  - this one of Australian parrots with full page illustrations and more technical information than Joy and I require quite at the moment. 

To go with the red capped and indigo capped parrots I have started a crochet hat for me. Lacy and patterned crochet at the edge of my abilities. In dark lilac wool with a navy edge and a navy flower.

Rain or Shine

A Book of the Weather by Leonard Matthews and Peter Woolcock, Hodder and Stoughton, 1983

This is Joy's favourite book. She chose it herself in a second hand bookshop in Fish Creek. Comic book style drawings, multiple illustrations per page. I suspect it may be a geography book as it's semi-scientific; explains where wind comes from. 

We read this at least once a week, but usually once a day. The writing is a little stilted in my view, but then I'm not the target audience.

things that put a spring in my step

playing children, broccoli anchovy pasta, glass jars of future meals, and the raspberry interior of the mirrored bathroom cabinet (finally)

Missoni and a bowl of wool

This  crochet piece has taken almost a year. There was a long break over summer when it was just too hot to have  a kilo of wool on my lap. Crochet comes into its own in winter and I seemed to have picked up speed. This is a basic ripple pattern, however I have not been counting reliably to 10, it's not too noticeable. I had Missoni in mind when I started and a whole bowl of left over middle weight wool. There are three bands of colour: red, blue and green separated by white and black. Almost ready to finish - now that it's almost my height and wide enough to be wrapped in. I love the way it gathers and folds. Magic

Is housework a good thing?

Mary Lutyens, 'To be Young' Corgi edition 1989. First published 1959

Agatha Christie: an Autobiography'. Berkley Books 1996. First published 1977

Catherine Gildiner, 'Too Close To the Falls, A Memoir' Flamingo 2003

Elaine Dundy, 'The Dud Avocado'. New York Review Books, New York 2007. First published 1958

Winifred Watson, 'Miss Pettigrew Lives For a Day' Persephone Books, London 2008. First published in 1938

Penelope Mortimer, 'About Time, An Aspect of Autobiography'. Penguin Books Ltd 1979

Have had a feast of biographies. The tamed chaos of life in hindsight is so endearing.

In this bunch the childhood memories of parents and the experience of motherhood; with nurses, governesses and boarding schools of particular interest. So different to the current divide of working/non working.

To know the poor education that women had and survived in the past, helps to put into perspective the school quest and waiting lists. Agatha Christie had almost no formal schooling and was considered slow witted in her family. Very funny description of her Steiner school by Penelope:

I wore my own clothes for a few days, while they diagnosed my temperament. The prognosis was red, for choleric. So I wore red smocks in the summer, and red jersies in the winter.. (p72)

Stranger still was the childhood of Mary Lutyens, the daughter of the famous architect father and a fervent theosophic mother; a childhood of pilgrimages, and waiting and practicing to be enlightened.

Domesticity- another area of interest.  Agatha, Sally Jay (Dud Avocado), Penelope and Delysia (Miss Pettigrew) avoid it and gain so much time. In the Dud Avocado, Sally Jay is outraged in being expected to cook/entertain: 

I tried to remember  one minute that whole weekend when Marion and I weren't either feeding people, or clearing up from doing it, or preparing to do it again. And presumably she never stopped doing it. But I could not see why just because she did, I should. I mean, here was I practically fresh out of the egg, everything was so new to me, and here was everybody telling me to stop drifting, and start living in this world; telling me to start cooking, and sewing, and cleaning, and I don't know what. Taking care of my grandchildren. (p144) 

Agatha can only cook souffles, Penelope can only cook toast and learns to make scrambled eggs.

The light reading - Dud Avocado and Miss Pettigrew was entertaining. Happy endings in both. I'm not giving anything away. Such different social norms before and after WW2. 

Penelope Mortimer's autobiography is so quickly readable, such grace in descriptions, toughness in opinions and a very steady gaze at her life. I'm reading the second part of the autobiography now and am loving the 6 children of 4 fathers, and 2 husbands. Like in all good sagas a family tree in included to help the reader along.

A long biography, like Agatha's, is interesting because of the knowledge she has about herself and what makes her happy. It's not fancy.

I was never good at  games; I am not and never shall be a good conversationalist; I am so easily suggestible that I have to get away by myself before I know what I really think or need to do. I can't draw; I can't paint; I can't model or do any kind of sculpture; I can't hurry without getting rattled; I can't say what I mean easily - I can write it better. I can stand fast on a matter of principle, but not on anything else. (p472)