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Though in reality I would probably reject the idea, reading about life in a narrowboat on a journey through the canals, brings a wholesome satisfaction in me. That&#39;s how I know that I would enjoy this book immensely. And I wasn&#39;t wrong. This is a story of second chances, of three women - complete strangers - who have one thing in common: they are at a crossroads in life. One rainy afternoon, Eve and Sally&#39;s path crossed right in front of a moored narrowboat, when they were walking on the towpath along a canal. Just then, a dog&#39;s howling from inside the narrowboat attracted their attention. Just when they were about to help the dog, thinking that it has been left alone inside the boat, the owner came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🚤 Anastasia has been living in the narrowboat called Number One for years. Now that she&#39;s about seventy years old, Anastasia is probably terminally ill and in need of an operation. However, the narrowboat also needs to be brought to a certain place for its annual maintenance. How would she do that? Enter Eve and Sally. Several cups of tea later, the three uncommonly women found a mutual solution to all of their predicaments. Eve and Sally would live in the narrowboat and drive it to its destination, while Anastasia would stay in Eve&#39;s apartment during her treatment. Eve has just resigned from her work, while Sally has just decided to leave her husband. Living a slow life on board a narrowboat would provide them chance to think about their future.

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🚤 Having never been in a narrowboat before, let alone driving it, Eve and Sally is doing a great job following every instructions from Anastasia during their very short training. I had a lot of fun reading about the technicality of operating a narrowboat, including the locks. I even checked Google about the these locks and lock gates, which have much busied our two heroines during their journey; and it is pretty interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;Canal locks change the water level in the canal so boats can go up and down hills. A lock is a stretch of canal that is blocked off at each end by solid gates. These gates are opened or closed to allow water to fill or drain from the lock. &lt;/span&gt;

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🚤 Along their journey, not only do they sorting out their predicament and thinking about their future with all the options, Eve and Sally also make friends with other boaters. The most memorable ones are a  nineteen-year-old girl called Trompette, who partners a musical story-teller drug-addict called Billy. Billy used to tells stories to a circle of audience, and gets little money of it. Trompette is a good knitter, and sells her craft also for a little money. I learned too, that there are usually story-tellers or other entertainer like that amongst the narrowboaters. They all seem to form an attachment as a loose family - canal-family if you like. They know each others, and during their time on board the Number One, other boaters used to ask about Anastasia. The other memorable friend they make is Arthur - the elusive old man who used to hitchhike narrowboats in the past, and who knew a lot about Anastasia&#39;s past - something that Eve and Sally are eager to learn about, but Anastasia never discloses.

🚤 On the whole, it is a lovely story about friendship, second chances, and the charm of operating a narrowboat along the canals, where you can have a slow living while appreciating the landscape and the nature. It&#39;s full with eccentric yet amiable characters, and though plotless, Youngson fills the story with her great portrayal of the scenery and the canal-boaters&#39; life. Loved everything about it, including how it ended up nicely for everyone - well, almost!&lt;/span&gt;
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Well, just wait until you come upon the Kindle version&#39;s cover, published in 2013, which I included below. Then, you would realize that this is actually a psychological mystery-suspense with Gothic vibes. It begins with the alluded afternoon walk. Ella Simpson, an ordinary housewife, is taking the walk with her five-year-old daughter Kitty, when they found a derelict old Victorian house with an overgrown garden. They were curious about it and while starting to imagine who had lived there - an Edith definitely, as they saw the name scratched on the window pane - and what had happened to the family, an owl screeched from an upstairs window, and startled and spooked them. When they left the house, Ella felt the uneasiness of being followed.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🟢 Ella&#39;s husband, a salesman called Max, is coming home that day. When she told him about the old house and Edith, he only laughed it out as Ella&#39;s silliness and imagination. But his tease didn&#39;t end there. During the weeks following the incident, Max repeatedly pointed out Ella&#39;s increasing dreamy and forgetfulness, which, he believed, is normal considering the miscarriage that Ella had just had. Then mysterious things started to happen, menacing phone calls, mysterious men following her, and even a few panic-induced prank which added stress to the overwrought Ella. Is it true that she&#39;s forgetting everything? That she&#39;s imagining things? Is Max&#39;s upcoming promotion as export manager the rooted cause of it all - that his jealous colleague is behind all these, like he&#39;s always reasoning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi21VK9-ApUYdwvlQaXjS0K_JPpWgClvBls0hvf6RXPTFrVZuIuSRjrbz3DeKksTjHiaJNEqfpr4XKzNlif7YzN1Hdm2ypR35jx5RzP29CTY21A1xCMsaa8oRq6yd1Nvbqze9nvteNbvIn-E3lZomNsvadsinYWeD2UDwab215Ddc7Z9w1Evu5Nl2fLWoG_/s500/an-afternoon-walk2.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;500&quot; data-original-width=&quot;328&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi21VK9-ApUYdwvlQaXjS0K_JPpWgClvBls0hvf6RXPTFrVZuIuSRjrbz3DeKksTjHiaJNEqfpr4XKzNlif7YzN1Hdm2ypR35jx5RzP29CTY21A1xCMsaa8oRq6yd1Nvbqze9nvteNbvIn-E3lZomNsvadsinYWeD2UDwab215Ddc7Z9w1Evu5Nl2fLWoG_/w263-h400/an-afternoon-walk2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;263&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;🟢 Fortunately, Ella&#39;s new neighbour, Booth, is sympathetic enough to listen to Ella&#39;s rumbling stories. He even accompanied her to another walk to the ruined house. Booth is a theater critic, and widower, who lives there with his sister. It is clear from the beginning that he&#39;s fallen in love with Ella, and indeed, he is a more suitable husband for Ella than her self-centered and ambitious Max, who was secretly relieved of Ella&#39;s miscarriage, as otherwise another baby would interfere with his work. Meanwhile, the newspapers and TV is full about the, first disappearing, then kidnapping, then murder of a woman, which crime was supposedly happened inside the old ruined house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🟢 Throughout perhaps two third of the book Eden made us keep wondering whether Ella was really the imaginative kind of woman, or was it all Max&#39;s plot to... what? Does he mean to harm his wife? Or is he covering something he ought not to do? Does it have something to do with the woman&#39;s kidnapping? However, near the end, I think it would be clearer and clearer what was happening. On the whole, this is an interesting psychological mystery-suspense. Not very mysterious, and not overly suspenseful, but quite entertaining for a comfortable reading. More importantly, it provides a insightful glimpse of that bygone era of early 1970s - which was why I read it in the first place. I am satisfied with how the story ends, and though I&#39;m not overly fond with Ella&#39;s dreamy nature (miscarriage or not), Booth&#39;s character is what I loved most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Read for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;20 Books of Summer 2026&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;hosted by Annabel @ &lt;a href=&quot;https://annabookbel.net/announcing-20-books-of-summer-20bos26/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;AnnaBookBel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheOaWESQgUBvvnj_xyAZ8JFQlloujfTeEDjpHh8DPmc1vzUVqnWOTc3uHqrjOgFyGODOqVE-5M4Tc1UtDw9w9v2YzTNEDmHwFIXg38nSJP-HPs-Hg_QtZC-7FEy34QTylnfP4oLzQ_-WrLqKlzJwIVd8iSrM7gyD_Hg5BJmHlaBF0zlx3eMY2o_MhitDJ5/s776/20booksofsummer2026.png&quot; 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is a monthly meme, currently hosted by Kate @ &lt;a href=&quot;https://booksaremyfavouriteandbest.com/6-degrees-of-separation-meme/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;books are my favorite and best&lt;/a&gt;.
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On the first Saturday of every month, a book is chosen as a starting point and linked to six other books to form a chain. Readers and bloggers are invited to join in by creating their own ‘chain’ leading from the selected book.&lt;/i&gt;
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This month, we start from a German noir-fiction which I have not read:

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&lt;u&gt;Synopsis from Goodreads&lt;/u&gt;:
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;The post-office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is Christine, who looks after her ailing mother and toils in a provincial Austrian post office in the years just after the Great War. One afternoon, as she is dozing among the official forms and stamps, a telegraph arrives addressed to her. It is from her rich aunt, who lives in America and writes requesting that Christine join her and her husband in a Swiss Alpine resort.
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After a dizzying train ride, Christine finds herself at the top of the world, enjoying a life of privilege that she had never imagined. But Christine’s aunt drops her as abruptly as she picked her up, and soon the young woman is back at the provincial post office, consumed with disappointment and bitterness.
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Then she meets Ferdinand, a wounded but eloquent war veteran who is able to give voice to the disaffection of his generation. Christine’s and Ferdinand’s lives spiral downward, before Ferdinand comes up with a plan which will be either their salvation or their doom.&lt;/i&gt;

For the first degree of separation, I would use &lt;b&gt;&quot;the post-office girl&quot;&lt;/b&gt; aspect, and link it to another book, whose one of the main characters is a &lt;b&gt;postmistress&lt;/b&gt;.


&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;1. Wish You Were Here by Rita Mae Brown

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I have read this one last year for #ReadingtheMeow2025, and loved it! A cat detective and her mistress (or her assistant, really) are investigating a murder in a small town.

&lt;u&gt;Excerpt from my review:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mrs. Murphy is the cat-detective; she&#39;s a tiger cat who lives with a divorced-&lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;postmistress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; named Mary Minor &quot;Harry&quot; Haristeen as her companion. To complete the household, there&#39;s a Welsh Corgi named Tucker. They all live in a small town, where everyone knows about everyone else, and there&#39;s not such thing as secret. Harry - as the postmistress - has a habit of reading postcards not addressed to her. In one of these, she found one postcard with Paris cemetery image, captioned &quot;wish you were here&quot;. Few days later, a citizen was murdered - the one who&#39;d received the postcard. Then another death, with similar &quot;warning&quot;. It was then that Harry realized the significant of the anonymous postcards. There&#39;s a murderer among them, and most probably he/she knew that Harry knew more than she supposed to.&lt;/i&gt; Here&#39;s the &lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2025/06/wish-you-were-here-1990-by-rita-mae.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;full review&lt;/a&gt;. 
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The &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;named Mrs. Murphy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, and that instantly reminded me of another &lt;b&gt;cat&lt;/b&gt; in fiction, &lt;b&gt;named Mrs. Norris&lt;/b&gt;. Do you know who that is, or in what book it appears? ;)



&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;2. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J.K. Rowling

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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;Mrs. Norris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is the pet-&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of Mr. Filch, the caretaker of Hogwarts School in Harry Potter series. I needn&#39;t bother to say more of the series; no doubt you know all about it. But here I must ponder for some time, what would my third degree is about. There are a lot of aspects discussed throughout the seven books, yet the most interesting one in my opinion is about &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;free-will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. In 2020 I have blogged about  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2020/06/top-five-classics-about-free-will.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Top Five Classics About Free Will&lt;/a&gt; [click the link to read the post], and one of the book featured there is &lt;i&gt;Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets&lt;/i&gt;. 
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Still on the subject of &lt;b&gt;free will&lt;/b&gt;, another book that made it into the same list (and topped it) is...



&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;3. East of Eden by John Steinbeck

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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Excerpt from my review&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;East of Eden&lt;i&gt; is following the lives of two families in Salinas Valley: the Trasks and the Hamiltons; though along the way I felt that the Trasks were the center of this book, while the Hamiltons only its satellite. It was within the Trask dynasty that Steinbeck imitated the Book of Genesis, by naming its member (and drawing their destinies) following the symbol of good versus evil: Cain and Abel (C &amp;amp; A).&lt;/i&gt; And in case you want to read the full review, click &lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2018/03/east-of-eden-by-john-steinbeck.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.

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&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;This book has become one of my personal canon. I have even written a separate post discussing the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;free will aspect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of the book, which I titled:  &lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2018/03/on-timshel-east-of-eden-freedom-of.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;On “Timshel” [East of Eden] | The Freedom of Choice&lt;/a&gt; [click the link to read]. &lt;/span&gt;&#39;Timshel&#39; itself is brought up by the philosopher of this book: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (the old and wise Chinese servant of Adam and Cathy Trasks), an important figure in the saga. Now, while Chinese characters quite often appear in English canon, it is quite interesting that Steinbeck wrote another Chinese character in his other book, whose name is also &lt;b&gt;Lee&lt;/b&gt;. Maybe he just didn&#39;t know any Chinese name except that?...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;4. Cannery Row by John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW2c4aaJkP1sd-ThBAl33oIDqzVEp9Au3OnJkhGc6dv-0NE16AN2uozG2fDNJMLAiDCOdO9tTQZjklia59ib3NgaoErpOwFjzV_Ub1o_z8UDlo2rL_Kzj228zzwwikiZZeAsK2tjPG8glNrY8MmkFp0IRgqb3A0QUyyxVkGsON34M9u5OWrLO0rFKe4k1V/s400/sixdegree4.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;400&quot; data-original-width=&quot;333&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW2c4aaJkP1sd-ThBAl33oIDqzVEp9Au3OnJkhGc6dv-0NE16AN2uozG2fDNJMLAiDCOdO9tTQZjklia59ib3NgaoErpOwFjzV_Ub1o_z8UDlo2rL_Kzj228zzwwikiZZeAsK2tjPG8glNrY8MmkFp0IRgqb3A0QUyyxVkGsON34M9u5OWrLO0rFKe4k1V/w333-h400/sixdegree4.jpg&quot; width=&quot;333&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt from my review:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;So &lt;/i&gt;Cannery Row&lt;i&gt; is about a few blocks of fish canneries in the harbour city of Monterey, California, drawn from Steinbeck&#39;s memories when he stayed there. This is a tale about its remarkable inhabitants. Who are they? Mostly, a bunch of good-for-nothings. There&#39;s Mack and the boys, a gang of unemployed losers, whose only ambition was contentment without working. They occupy an empty building owned by a Chinese grocery store owner - whose &#39;wealth&#39; mainly consists in the piles of tit bits in his shop, and in the debts of his customers - called &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Chong&lt;/i&gt;. Here&#39;s &lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2019/05/cannery-row-by-john-steinbeck.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;the full review&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Lee Chong is a secondary character, he is quite memorable. Still on the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Chinese secondary characters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in English literature, this book instantly came to mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #38761d; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;5. Murder in Williamstown by Kerry Greenwood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBVV_Ir4Uxy52uiJXHO0is60iP00ByhY-sl6Hhd-Rwoz7F0k86wWDJvScbKVbx-lihDCnJz0C5aNdKLKL3-cVE6Uob_u-Z9hwrzljAH1nCLuc2cjGUddiXz3tC40TlC2QrUayq3dchV4K0lpfoxLuslkfea8vagnulUwm758uUB7kDaLUENPB5D9Y34IXN/s399/sixdegree5.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;399&quot; data-original-width=&quot;261&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBVV_Ir4Uxy52uiJXHO0is60iP00ByhY-sl6Hhd-Rwoz7F0k86wWDJvScbKVbx-lihDCnJz0C5aNdKLKL3-cVE6Uob_u-Z9hwrzljAH1nCLuc2cjGUddiXz3tC40TlC2QrUayq3dchV4K0lpfoxLuslkfea8vagnulUwm758uUB7kDaLUENPB5D9Y34IXN/w261-h400/sixdegree5.jpg&quot; width=&quot;261&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Excerpt from my review&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;anwhile, at the end of each chapter, we follow the fate of two girls - one of them called Peony - separated from the main events. From the snippets of their dialogues, we could feel that they are in misery. But of what kind, we are kept in the dark. Perhaps this would be the binding element of the whole mystery? Peony is a common name for &lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girls, right? Chinese girls in misery, a &lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinese&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; man murdered, there&#39;s something in it, surely&lt;/i&gt;. To read the full review, just click this &lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2023/10/murder-in-williamstown-2022-by-kerry.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.

The sleuth of this series is a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;female private detective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Here&#39;s how I described her [excerpt from my review]: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Honorable Phryne Fisher is the most famous Australian female private detective. Live in St. Kilda, Melbourne in the 1920-1930s, she enjoys her aristocratic status, though never forgets her humble origin&lt;/i&gt;. And so, for the sixth and last degree of separation, here&#39;s another &lt;b&gt;female private detective&lt;/b&gt; whom I have just been introduced to belatedly:
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;6. Grey Mask by Patricia Wentworth

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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Excerpt from my review&lt;/u&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;As a debut of a series, Grey Mask is a wonderful one. It has the right amount of actions, light-heartedness, mystery, and a pleasant twist with quite surprising villain at the end&lt;/i&gt;. My full review is &lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/grey-mask-1928-by-patricia-wentworth.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;

Unlike The Honorable Phryne Fisher, Wentworth&#39;s Miss Silver is not at all a formidable figure, although she has a rare occupation at that time (the 1920s): a &lt;span style=&quot;color: #2b00fe;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;female private detective&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. On the contrary, I often felt her presence only on the background. Here&#39;s what I described her: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;She was portrayed as a lady with her knitting; a woman with brain, who does all the deduction needed, but throws the dirty work, so to speak, to men. She once asked Charles to follow a suspect; and imagining that a detective asking his/her client to do the work he/she supposed to do, was quite hilarious to me&lt;/i&gt;.

And so, this time I began with a post-office girl, and ended with a female private detective. How about you, where did your #6degrees bring you to this time?
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text x15bjb6t x1n2onr6&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text x15bjb6t x1n2onr6&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4204332208083528374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/06/six-degrees-of-separation-from-post.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/4204332208083528374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/4204332208083528374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/06/six-degrees-of-separation-from-post.html' title='Six Degrees of Separation, from Post-Office Girl to Female Private Detective'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs0qJQe0_CdeyjrxB_dXdzdnhaBchY70MCA8y_yqJzW4238abJPz61dimWZ_7jzSYYqRt4vA-39xzY_v-dCEVJVyJ6SSg8n0UOAsseWdNHW6huMy4cEhmxqPpToEnLVbksX1u6ijQmgrRnOeVcG62EsZoY1reNn2pCGqPS1ggcLWn7ukL55TRsWEr6oxlX/s72-w400-h400-c/sixdegreebutton.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-5191478706672492573</id><published>2026-06-03T07:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2026-06-03T14:54:10.826+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#20BooksOfSummer"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#20BOS26"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2021"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="20th Century"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Cozy Mystery"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="England"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Historical Fiction"/><title type='text'>Murder at the Spring Ball (2021) by Benedict Brown #20BOS26</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjq7XcBx7oJYGX_mohJAAP4TE7HnBE_bxUn8emfE93LBZFTvWUIm2ZTGYiQKi8q2PMKvQOE8ZBK3zX0kEtVbLSQoSNlxG-qv5a49kdjoecjeOp99wBcIGFamJUKwDk6_Usc6xyCorE5eCV4pAlNjpfgQVdJl1nZoPbHJ5mH2o5Ca76xvsed5vC-n3H2pfD/s2560/murder-at-the-springball.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;2560&quot; data-original-width=&quot;1600&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjq7XcBx7oJYGX_mohJAAP4TE7HnBE_bxUn8emfE93LBZFTvWUIm2ZTGYiQKi8q2PMKvQOE8ZBK3zX0kEtVbLSQoSNlxG-qv5a49kdjoecjeOp99wBcIGFamJUKwDk6_Usc6xyCorE5eCV4pAlNjpfgQVdJl1nZoPbHJ5mH2o5Ca76xvsed5vC-n3H2pfD/w250-h400/murder-at-the-springball.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🥂 &lt;/span&gt;Beginning a new series is always an exciting reading experience. It is doubly so when the debut proved to be a success, just like this one. &lt;i&gt;Murder at the Spring Ball&lt;/i&gt; is Benedict Brown&#39;s first book of Lord Edgington cozy mystery series, set in the 1925 England. It&#39;s charm is thanks to the combination of the Golden Age Detective vibes - complete with red herrings, incompetent police officer, Poirot-ish style of rather dramatic denouement - and an unlikely sleuth of a former detective and his fourteen years old grandson. There&#39;s a little jazz, a little dancing, a little Downton Abbey-ish atmosphere, and a good murder mystery. What else would one need to enjoy one self thoroughly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🥂 &lt;/span&gt;Elderly but still formidably Lord Edgington had been shutting himself from the world after the death of his wife. But now he was suddenly &#39;awaken&#39;, and intended to shake himself out of the heavy &#39;slumber&#39; with a kick: a grand ball at Cranley Hall, to celebrate his seventy-fifth birthday. He surprised everyone, though, by appointing Christopher, his teenage grandson and not altogether special, to be the party organizer. The ball gives us plenty of fun, from the planning, right up to the ball itself, where the first murder is about to be committed. Christopher, of course, made several blunders - imagine a fourteen-year-old organizing a grand ball! His ordering of too much flower for decoration is pretty hilarious; and his worrying whether it was his abundant flowers that have poisoned someone, is rather cute.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🥂 The first victim is Lord Edgington&#39;s annoying daughter, who was poisoned to death via the champagne she&#39;d been drinking through the evening. And now Lord Edgington, together with Christopher as his assistant, is conducting a murder investigation - to the chagrin of the Police Inspector - who was his former rival - who was tasked for it. The murderer must be someone who were at the ball: the family, the servants, and Christopher&#39;s nemesis: Marmaduke Adelaide, whom Christopher likes to call Marmalade, and who often bullies him at school.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lord Edgington suspects that whoever the murderer is, was trying to kill him, and/or the entire family at the party. But who would want that? And what&#39;s the motive?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🥂 &lt;/span&gt;I love Christopher from the start, he loves nature and reading Dickens, with healthy appetite - a nerdy introverted like me. I also like the way Lord Edgington educates him (to be a future Chief Inspector like himself?) He encourages Christopher to build his own deduction; never mocking or scolding him too hard when the teenager makes mistake (which is quite often), and always ready to praise when he makes a good job. The way Lord Edgington helps Christopher arranging flowers (the abundant flowers he mistakenly ordered) in the vases until far to the night - a gentle way to let his grandson made mistake and be responsible to the outcome, while learning from it). But what I love most is the duo&#39;s dynamic. When Lord Edgington was succumb to his grief after not one, but two of his offsprings murdered (yes, there was a second murder), it was Christopher who made the effort to &#39;awaken&#39; his grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;🥂 In short, this is such a delightful murder mystery and a beginning of a series, which I would definitely continue on. You can feel a bit of the 1920s vibes, if not from the narrative, at least from the ball. Christopher has been inadvertently introducing jazz to the family reminded me so much of how Rose first brought jazz to Downton Abbey!&lt;/span&gt;
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Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5191478706672492573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/06/murder-at-spring-ball-2021-by-benedict.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/5191478706672492573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/5191478706672492573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/06/murder-at-spring-ball-2021-by-benedict.html' title='Murder at the Spring Ball (2021) by Benedict Brown #20BOS26'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjq7XcBx7oJYGX_mohJAAP4TE7HnBE_bxUn8emfE93LBZFTvWUIm2ZTGYiQKi8q2PMKvQOE8ZBK3zX0kEtVbLSQoSNlxG-qv5a49kdjoecjeOp99wBcIGFamJUKwDk6_Usc6xyCorE5eCV4pAlNjpfgQVdJl1nZoPbHJ5mH2o5Ca76xvsed5vC-n3H2pfD/s72-w250-h400-c/murder-at-the-springball.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-2119747997233575095</id><published>2026-05-29T07:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2026-05-29T07:00:00.110+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1952"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="20th Century"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dean Street Press"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Elizabeth Fair"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="England"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Slice-of-Life"/><title type='text'>Bramton Wick (1952) by Elizabeth Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-OMQ0o9pNXPhIpXYyAs63YGeFTJIfWUHTgCoROM5Xcj48A0xjAonSU37D_YQSwx47Y3dvApxSjWprtYcxbnWicA1h6W9VX4xqjF5vZHaVhgVZidzoOYOcDfKTFWWYU975CgO8wniTpAoTysYtlaXIvupYpa_WOEk18uH66QWwMFNMsVNh0F4I_CxYe-cZ/s500/bramton-wick.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;500&quot; data-original-width=&quot;326&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-OMQ0o9pNXPhIpXYyAs63YGeFTJIfWUHTgCoROM5Xcj48A0xjAonSU37D_YQSwx47Y3dvApxSjWprtYcxbnWicA1h6W9VX4xqjF5vZHaVhgVZidzoOYOcDfKTFWWYU975CgO8wniTpAoTysYtlaXIvupYpa_WOEk18uH66QWwMFNMsVNh0F4I_CxYe-cZ/w261-h400/bramton-wick.jpg&quot; width=&quot;261&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;💙 &lt;/span&gt;I still find it quite hard to believe that &lt;i&gt;Bramton Wick&lt;/i&gt; was Elizabeth Fair&#39;s debut novel. It doesn&#39;t feel amateurish the way she had interwoven so many characters into one coherent story. Bramton Wick is an English rural country side, the setting of this cheerful slice-of-life story in the aftermath of WWII, where ration coupons were still in use, and fuel is a luxury. Fair opened this by introducing her characters, bringing us from one cottage to the mansion; from one family to other residents. As usual, there is a healthy mix of eccentricity and pompousness to spice up the plot. First there&#39;s the pompous Lady Masters with her son Toby, who was tyrannized by his mother; then the Coles who&#39;ve been living in Lady Masters&#39; house before moving to a humbler place - Mrs. Cole lives with her daughters: war widow Gillian and the dreamy Laura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;💙 &lt;/span&gt;Next, there&#39;s the Misses Cleeves, whose poverty doesn&#39;t diminish their dignified place in Bramton. But, when they are quite dull (excepting Pussy-the-gossip-monger), there are the other spinsters who&#39;re more interesting: Miss Selbourne and Miss Garret, who had first met when they drove ambulances during the war, and now live together as dogs breeder. Besides those spinsters, we also have two middle-aged bachelors living in Bramton Wick to balance the equation (and to create one or two love-is-in-the-air situation). A young man called Jocelyn (Isn&#39;t Jocelyn a girl&#39;s name? It is where I live) was added to the mix, being a nephew of a Major Worthy and his wife.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;💙&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;At first it seems we don&#39;t have any definite plot. Just the interaction of these people and several events, like a dog show, which create the usual stir in a small village. But later on I realized that it is centered, at least, upon one family. And the issue that bind the whole story together is romance. The characters are mostly amiable, each with his or her own eccentricity; and they were nicely portrayed. The little village dynamic is plausible and felt as charmingly as one would expect in this kind of story. My only regret is the abrupt manner which Fair ended the story. I realize that this is called slice-of-life story for a reason. However, I would prefer to get a slightly more neatly tying-up of the many lose ends of every character. Or perhaps, just the one other than the main character. I mean, it&#39;s such ashamed to waste the entire characters to focus only on one of them, isn&#39;t it? But on the whole, this is just the perfect comfortable read to close a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2119747997233575095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/05/bramton-wick-1952-by-elizabeth-fair.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/2119747997233575095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/2119747997233575095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/05/bramton-wick-1952-by-elizabeth-fair.html' title='Bramton Wick (1952) by Elizabeth Fair'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-OMQ0o9pNXPhIpXYyAs63YGeFTJIfWUHTgCoROM5Xcj48A0xjAonSU37D_YQSwx47Y3dvApxSjWprtYcxbnWicA1h6W9VX4xqjF5vZHaVhgVZidzoOYOcDfKTFWWYU975CgO8wniTpAoTysYtlaXIvupYpa_WOEk18uH66QWwMFNMsVNh0F4I_CxYe-cZ/s72-w261-h400-c/bramton-wick.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-5632087006356193783</id><published>2026-05-25T07:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2026-05-25T07:00:00.175+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1971"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="20th Century"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adventure"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bulgaria"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Dorothy Gilman"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="espionage"/><title type='text'>The Elusive Mrs. Pollifax (1971) by Dorothy Gilman #Reading1971</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINjgpqJOnxM0DU0VhpsC_i5nd1Q4XNtHOfpk9-WCECv0AFhwcPXRVfbJvC9eifG257HTh-FWtcbpSmRUaYPpfl3p_fcLkbyB4EwX98lFQUMKyffhpgAMwW-ZukyUZrZ1NEtlFJCdt-uYWBF5nDjK9HwkwyWZe4TJkgNeppe43xDDpKYe74nBe7KSoKbOY/s346/the-elusive-mrs-pollifax.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;346&quot; data-original-width=&quot;206&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINjgpqJOnxM0DU0VhpsC_i5nd1Q4XNtHOfpk9-WCECv0AFhwcPXRVfbJvC9eifG257HTh-FWtcbpSmRUaYPpfl3p_fcLkbyB4EwX98lFQUMKyffhpgAMwW-ZukyUZrZ1NEtlFJCdt-uYWBF5nDjK9HwkwyWZe4TJkgNeppe43xDDpKYe74nBe7KSoKbOY/w239-h400/the-elusive-mrs-pollifax.jpg&quot; width=&quot;239&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;👒 O&lt;/span&gt;n her third mission from CIA, the septuagenarian Mrs. Emily Pollifax was given a task to convey eight forged passport into Bulgaria, to help members of the underground political movement to flee the country. As usual, despite of the seemingly simple task, Mrs. Pollifax embarked on another more thrilling adventure. It all started when Mr. Carstairs visited Mrs. Pollifax&#39;s apartment (it&#39;s the first time he saw her on her natural habitat, so to speak). She&#39;s embrace a new hobby (besides karate lessons), which is growing, in her balcony, night-blooming cereus - a species of flowering cactus, which, true to its name, only blooms at only a single night. But of course, she must leave her flower for a while, to embark on a new adventure to Bulgaria. But the positive side is, she&#39;s to get a new hat intricately trimmed with flower and bird, which was especially designed to hide that eight forged passports she must smuggle to the country.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; class=&quot;tr-caption-container&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifkrjIQS47iQXKDBV-znZxB0B36008rywDDfMAxODiUGvNAvaNNR1Yj_yLzmA8mhVV1cf1r3nYrgu8qv_-tc50ttNCPDtjU9MvAHORuGUNaWyNr7BNYYzW6sT6ctjL_X1HHMBz5bQu7KA9kzeoJkvbACmFwO34oKMQWMdabWHOgp686FFbYUtY0fgYaZAp/s500/Nightbloomingcereus.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;500&quot; data-original-width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifkrjIQS47iQXKDBV-znZxB0B36008rywDDfMAxODiUGvNAvaNNR1Yj_yLzmA8mhVV1cf1r3nYrgu8qv_-tc50ttNCPDtjU9MvAHORuGUNaWyNr7BNYYzW6sT6ctjL_X1HHMBz5bQu7KA9kzeoJkvbACmFwO34oKMQWMdabWHOgp686FFbYUtY0fgYaZAp/s320/Nightbloomingcereus.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class=&quot;tr-caption&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;Night-blooming Cereus, source: Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;👒 Unbeknownst to her, however, Mr. Carstair had cheekily slipped something else inside her coat. He shouldn&#39;t do that, in my opinion. It&#39;s a dangerous game to play with amateur spy-courier, don&#39;t you think? Another complication, which Mr. Carstairs would never had imagined, came from Mrs. Pollifax&#39;s brief acquaintance with her fellow flight passenger: Philip Trenda. He&#39;s a young American college student who&#39;s travelling together with several friends to Bulgaria. As often happened, Mrs. Pollifax&#39;s affectionate heart usually brought her to further complications. Not that she ever failed to emerge triumphantly from every obstacles. This time, when a young girl called Debbie, a friend of Philip Trenda, brought news about Philip&#39;s being arrested by secret police, just after her arrival at Sofia, of course Mrs. Pollifax could not ignore it, could she?

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;👒 I don&#39;t why, but this book felt a little bit off for me. Usually I would immersed into the adventure (and usually there&#39;s aplenty of it), but this time, things get excited only when the rescue of Philip Trenda from his captivity in the Panchevsky Institute began. It was quite a mission-impossible, and only Mrs. Pollifax&#39;s genuine thinking and encouragement that made it success. The earlier part of the novel was a bit weary; the Balkan tourist agent and Mrs. Pollifax&#39;s encounters, while provided a little hilarious conversation, felt redundant. I&#39;m sorry to say, this is rather a disappoinment, but I would still be reading the series through. Davida @ The Chocolate Lady&#39;s Book Review Blog has reviewed the fifth book, and mentioned it as the best so far, so I have a lot of expectation on this one. But maybe I should give Mrs. Pollifax a break next year, and come back to her more fresh the year next.&lt;/span&gt;
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Rating: ⭐⭐⭐1/2

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5632087006356193783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/05/the-elusive-mrs-pollifax-1971-by.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/5632087006356193783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/5632087006356193783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/05/the-elusive-mrs-pollifax-1971-by.html' title='The Elusive Mrs. Pollifax (1971) by Dorothy Gilman #Reading1971'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhINjgpqJOnxM0DU0VhpsC_i5nd1Q4XNtHOfpk9-WCECv0AFhwcPXRVfbJvC9eifG257HTh-FWtcbpSmRUaYPpfl3p_fcLkbyB4EwX98lFQUMKyffhpgAMwW-ZukyUZrZ1NEtlFJCdt-uYWBF5nDjK9HwkwyWZe4TJkgNeppe43xDDpKYe74nBe7KSoKbOY/s72-w239-h400-c/the-elusive-mrs-pollifax.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-8026703846477271715</id><published>2026-05-22T07:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2026-05-22T15:01:21.724+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1968"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="20th Century"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Elizabeth Cadell"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Portugal"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Romance"/><title type='text'>The Golden Collar (1968) by Elizabeth Cadell</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi03k1mDgkA0fZjf4hbPWzhkv6TZ9hZyLaYLR75kpNbe8S2vaBNBZvXYRk8d63Ge1bi42MOiRAFJ2l9REHjF_hPqX4CqaHlCGUi02opU55VW_OkMmn9NFK5nFFtU-gweP4FPK-SvGNOYDRXgwY2OXkbFSYUwYEHB-qi_gowjMW72hNIgZdsiyQLl8EixL4L/s459/the-golden-collar.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;459&quot; data-original-width=&quot;307&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi03k1mDgkA0fZjf4hbPWzhkv6TZ9hZyLaYLR75kpNbe8S2vaBNBZvXYRk8d63Ge1bi42MOiRAFJ2l9REHjF_hPqX4CqaHlCGUi02opU55VW_OkMmn9NFK5nFFtU-gweP4FPK-SvGNOYDRXgwY2OXkbFSYUwYEHB-qi_gowjMW72hNIgZdsiyQLl8EixL4L/w268-h400/the-golden-collar.jpg&quot; width=&quot;268&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot;&gt;💚 My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;first ever Elizabeth Cadell brought me to Portugal with delight. It follows David Eliot, an architect who grew up in England, but has inclination to live in Brazil. But before he got chance to secure his career in Brazil, he was offered a job in Sir Bertram&#39;s establishment. Sir Bertram is a wealthy and powerful man; the kind who always get what he has set to get, either with money, or cunning. David first got entangled in the bargain by Marly Tranter, Sir Bertram&#39;s daughter, a beautiful but overbearing girl who inherits her father&#39;s personality. In the end, with a perfect engagement and a promising career, David was stuck in a place where, he slowly realized, he might never fits in; and to get there, he had to sacrifice everything he loved, especially his freedom. Hence, the golden collar - including the chain - had been set upon David.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;💚 Sir Bertram sent David and Marly to Portugal to secure a deal over a property, set in a strip of beautiful and secluded beach in the Algarve region. It was to be the couple&#39;s wedding present; so in this case, David would have added interest in accomplishing his mission. The property belongs to a highly respectable widow amongst her people, whom they called Senhora Silva. To foreigners, Senhora Silva seems to be an eccentric woman, who refuses wealthy foreigners who offer her big money to buy her property, while she herself is living in a dilapidated big house. The truth is, Senhora Silva is weary over the foreigner&#39;s harassment upon her peaceful existence. She dislikes these noisy boisterous tourists who arrive in their beautiful country to buy land and build holiday villas, where they would only live in few months of the year. In the process, they would change and ruin the country. Hence, her decision to close her door, meaning, refusing of selling. But Sir Bertram and Marly interpret Senhora Silva&#39;s closing door to merely a business haggle - it&#39;s impossible for any person to close their eyes over so much money (and Sir Bertram has that much).

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;💚 While trying to carrying out the task, David slowly comes to his senses about his engagement with Marly, as well as his position in the Bertrams. All this thanks to some of his new acquaintances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt; who saw it before David is certain about his position. These new friends of him are including an American wealthy businessman who doesn&#39;t look one, an eccentric and bossy elderly woman, a Portuguese lawyer of Sir Bertram, and the elusive Senhora Silva herself - whom David eventually meet, causing astonishment to everyone. But most importantly, there&#39;s Teresa, Senhora Silva&#39;s niece. Teresa is the opposite of Marly in every way, and here we can see how David and Marly are very unsuitable from the beginning - how men can be thus deeply disillusioned, I will never understand. The rest is needless to say here, but although the plot is predictable, the process and the rough beauty of this Portugal coastal village are the main attraction of this book. Not mentioning, the lovely characters of David, Teresa, the demurred Senhora Silva, and even the dear Mr. Easter (the wealthy businessman).

💚 On the whole, this book feels light, but with a bit of depth in it also. For Senhora Silva and Teresa, money and wealth does not mean anything. They created a&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: inherit;&quot;&gt;&lt;span data-copy-service-computed-style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Google Sans&amp;quot;, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: 400; margin: 0px; text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 0px rgb(230, 232, 240);&quot; data-processed=&quot;true&quot; data-subtree=&quot;aimfl,mfl&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px rgb(230, 232, 240); font-size: 16px; margin: 0px;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Yjhzub&quot; data-copy-service-computed-style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Google Sans&amp;quot;, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: 600; margin: 0px; text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 0px rgb(230, 232, 240);&quot; data-processed=&quot;true&quot; data-sfc-cb=&quot;&quot; data-sfc-root=&quot;c&quot; jsaction=&quot;&quot; jscontroller=&quot;zYmgkd&quot; jsuid=&quot;sGY1cd_g&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px rgb(230, 232, 240); font-family: inherit; margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;crèche facility for local young children in one of the Quinta do Infante (Senhora Silva&#39;s house complex) buildings. And this, as well as taking care of stray cats, apparently gave Teresa immense happiness, a wholesomeness in her life, that she decided to stay in the Quinta forever. In time, David too, is attracted with the serene and peaceful atmosphere of the place, and, of course, of the girl he falls in love. There&#39;s some funny moments too, usually involving Mr. Easter, what a dear old man he is! In short, I love everything about this book, and would certainly read more of Elizabeth Cadell in the future!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Yjhzub&quot; data-copy-service-computed-style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Google Sans&amp;quot;, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: 600; margin: 0px; text-decoration: none; border-bottom: 0px rgb(230, 232, 240);&quot; data-processed=&quot;true&quot; data-sfc-cb=&quot;&quot; data-sfc-root=&quot;c&quot; jsaction=&quot;&quot; jscontroller=&quot;zYmgkd&quot; jsuid=&quot;sGY1cd_g&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: 0px rgb(230, 232, 240); font-size: 16px; margin: 0px;&quot;&gt;

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Rating: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span face=&quot;&amp;quot;Segoe UI Emoji&amp;quot;, sans-serif&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/8026703846477271715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/05/the-golden-collar-1968-by-elizabeth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/8026703846477271715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/8026703846477271715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/05/the-golden-collar-1968-by-elizabeth.html' title='The Golden Collar (1968) by Elizabeth Cadell'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi03k1mDgkA0fZjf4hbPWzhkv6TZ9hZyLaYLR75kpNbe8S2vaBNBZvXYRk8d63Ge1bi42MOiRAFJ2l9REHjF_hPqX4CqaHlCGUi02opU55VW_OkMmn9NFK5nFFtU-gweP4FPK-SvGNOYDRXgwY2OXkbFSYUwYEHB-qi_gowjMW72hNIgZdsiyQLl8EixL4L/s72-w268-h400-c/the-golden-collar.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-4782562705052342177</id><published>2026-05-20T07:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2026-05-20T07:00:00.137+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1944"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="20th Century"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Crime-Detective"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="E.C.R. Lorac"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="England"/><title type='text'>Fell Murder (1944) by E.C.R. Lorac</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXCJVZWZjWsoTJyd3LB3Ccuc8WXnY2j5NqqYgD3kjzxwhxoxUKttVILiHP_N5miHqG7PSUSloWunzu187rdqixsuKC-mjfvx5OA6H2Fz3ZAopvVWec1g5nNziM_f2oN_ZdOh73g4VN66Z2IkLTPOhlBjqsW0tWq6IngyhLS2wOW5_Hzh0eTUSicTfhZaJ_/s500/fell-murder.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;500&quot; data-original-width=&quot;328&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXCJVZWZjWsoTJyd3LB3Ccuc8WXnY2j5NqqYgD3kjzxwhxoxUKttVILiHP_N5miHqG7PSUSloWunzu187rdqixsuKC-mjfvx5OA6H2Fz3ZAopvVWec1g5nNziM_f2oN_ZdOh73g4VN66Z2IkLTPOhlBjqsW0tWq6IngyhLS2wOW5_Hzh0eTUSicTfhZaJ_/w263-h400/fell-murder.jpg&quot; width=&quot;263&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🌾 &lt;/span&gt;The 24th instalment of Lorac&#39;s Robert Macdonald series, which combines murder mystery and the charm of farming village in the English countryside of Lunesdale. As usual with these stories, it runs a very slow pace. Robert Macdonald, the C.I.D, didn&#39;t even appear in about the first forty percent of the story. The story begins with some kind of reunion. Richard Garth has left his home, Garthmere Hall, in the moorland (fell) some nineteen years ago, over a big quarrel with his tyrannical father, now eighty years old Robert Garth. Richard met secretly with the Garths&#39; bailiff. He just wanted to see again his beloved land, without seeing his family, in particular the father whom he hates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🌾 The story then moved to Garthmere Hall, where we met the rest of the household: Marion Garth - the eldest daughter who loves farming and has been running the business alongside her father; Elizabeth Meldon - the land girl who helps around with farming; Charles Garth, Marion&#39;s brother who&#39;s just returned from Malay and who loathes the hard labor of farming; and Malcolm, the youngest son who&#39;s physically weak - a weakling who loves poetry more than farming. One morning, an accident involving a gun shot almost took Robert Garth&#39;s life. The gun belongs to Marion, and it shouldn&#39;t have been loaded. Who had loaded it, and why? Then on a hunting day, when the whole neighborhood carrying and shooting guns, Robert Garth was found dead, shot on his back. 

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🌾 At first, the local Inspector investigated the murder. However, his abrupt and straightforward manner didn&#39;t suit the slow pace rhythm of the dale, and he got nowhere. That&#39;s how Chief Inspector Robert Macdonald from Scotland Yard at last entered the scene. He begins by gaining respect and trust from the dales people, in the way of blending himself to the farming life. The dales people usually talk about the weather, and the farming, the crops etc. before finally get to the point. This Macdonald follows by instinct. And only then that he begins collecting clues and proofs. It&#39;s quite clear from the start that this was a closed-knitted family mystery (despite the fact of the hunt day, which might include outsiders). Now, who has the chance and motive to murder old Robert Garth, who had been ruling both his family and his farm with iron rod, and thus universally despised?

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;🌾 Needless to say that, as was with all Lorac&#39;s books with similar theme, this one has been a satisfying read for me. The slow pace was comforting, rather than annoying, as it enabled me to taste the farming life, and to get to know each character more closely. My favorite here is Elizabeth Molden - the passion which drives her hard working is pleasant to follow. Marion is also remarkable in her own passion, but she is nevertheless member of the family, who thus, has a direct interest to the farm&#39;s prosperity. But Elizabeth is an outsider, and to work for other people with that kind of passion is something one ought to be much grateful for. The plot itself is plausible. I have guessed the murderer without trouble, from their character traits, if not from their conversation. What a pleasant murder mystery to read, but only if you have penchant for slow living or farming.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐

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hosted by Carol @ &lt;a href=&quot;https://carolsnotebook.com/2024/12/01/2025-cloak-and-dagger-reading-challenge/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Carol&#39;s Notebook&lt;/a&gt;

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5.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Secret Garden in Paris by Sophie Beaumont&lt;/b&gt; (2024) - also for #ParisInJuly
6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murder on Wheels by Stuart Palmer &lt;/b&gt;(1932)
7. &lt;b&gt;A Walk Across France by Miles Morland &lt;/b&gt;(1992) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;also for #ParisInJuly
8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Hidden Gardens of Paris by Susan Cahill&lt;/b&gt; (2012) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;also for #ParisInJuly
9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;French Windows by Antoine Laurain &lt;/b&gt;(2023) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;also for #ParisInJuly
10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Carter of &quot;La Providence&quot; by Georges Simenon&lt;/b&gt; (1931) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;also for #ParisInJuly
11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the Cranes Fly South by Lisa Ridzen&lt;/b&gt; (2024) - also for #WITMonth
12.&lt;b&gt; Cider with Rosie by Laurie Lee&lt;/b&gt; (1959)
13. &lt;b&gt;Mr Kato Plays Family by Milena Michiko Flasar&lt;/b&gt; (2018) - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;also for #WITMonth
14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Much Dithering by Dorothy Lambert&lt;/b&gt; (1938)
15. &lt;b&gt;One Fine Day by Mollie Panter-Downes&lt;/b&gt; (1947)
16. &lt;b&gt;The Narrowboat Summer by Anne Youngson &lt;/b&gt;(2020)
17. &lt;b&gt;Murder at the Spring Ball by Benedict Brown&lt;/b&gt; (2021)
18. &lt;b&gt;Three Bags Full by Leonie Swann&lt;/b&gt; (2005)
19. &lt;b&gt;An Afternoon Walk by Dorothy Eden&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;also for my #Reading1971
20. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Mrs. Bird by A.J. Pearce&lt;/b&gt; (2018)



&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red; font-family: helvetica; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Reading the Meow 2026

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1. &lt;b style=&quot;white-space: normal;&quot;&gt;The Guest Cat by Takashi Hiraide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;(2001)&lt;/span&gt;
2. &lt;b style=&quot;white-space: normal;&quot;&gt;The Travelling Cat Chronicles by Hiro Arikawa &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: normal;&quot;&gt;(2012)&lt;/span&gt;
3. &lt;b&gt;Paw Prints in the Moonlight by Denis O&#39; Connor&lt;/b&gt; (2004)


Of course, they are possible reads only, I might or might not read them (or adding new titles instead). it all depends on the availability of the titles when I pick the books to read, and, as usual, it also depends largely on my mood.

Anyway, have you read any of those titles?
And would you participate in either reading events? 

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;✒️ If you are fan to Agatha Christie, you would enjoy this book (and series). Not only that Phyllida Bright has passion of order and little grey cells almost as good as Hercule Poirot&#39;s, the sleuthing style itself is a homage to Agatha Christie&#39;s. I loved the building suspense before the second murder was about to happen, just like how Agatha Christie had often wrote. I loved also the Hercule-Poirot-denouement style - you know when he pointed finger to one suspect to make he or she squirmed, only to say next that he or she isn&#39;t the murder, until dramatically pointed to the real murder? Although Phyllida lacks Poirot&#39;s confidence and eloquent, it was amusing to follow nonetheless. But the greatest amuse for me, is perhaps how Cambridge made &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; murder as an inspiration for the Agatha Christie in the story to write her next book - you know, the body of a stranger found dead in one&#39;s library. If you&#39;re Christie&#39;s fan you would certainly know which book I&#39;m referring to - hint: it&#39;s Miss Marple story. Another one is from Agatha Christie&#39;s conversation with Phyllida:
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;i&gt;After all, it was you who suggested a story with a victim who everyone thought was an accidental murder, but turned out she was really the actual target and had been killed by the supposed victim as a way to hide her villainy. That is still one of my favorite twist.&lt;/i&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I ask you, Agatha Christie fans, do you know which book that is?? No title, please, in case people have not read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;✒️ I liked all the characters in this book. Phyllida is the most interesting; she lives up to her name: Bright. She has bright hair (fiery red?) and likes to wear bright-coloured clothes while out of work. Her relationship with Agatha Christie is similar to that of Florence Armstrong and Lady Hardcastle&#39;s in Lady Hardcastle series (another charming historical cozy mystery). Their friendship dated from their working together during the war. And so, to the outside world they are employer and servant, but in Agatha Christie&#39;s closed room, they are friends - although theirs aren&#39;t as liberal as Lady Hardcastle and Florence Armstrong&#39;s teasing and bantering, it&#39;s more of companionship of two people in the same level (they are Phyllie and Agatha between themselves). Phyllida and Christie usually talks about the case, and a little about Poirot and her books. It&#39;s not very surprising that Phyllida solved the murder all by herself, without any suggestion from Christie. 
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✒️ Another interesting character is Bradford, the chauffeur, a sardonic and surly man whose snorts on what Phyllida&#39;s saying annoys her greatly, but who had helped her a few times during the investigation. I&#39;m excited to see where their relationship would go from here, and therefore cannot wait to dig into the next books in the series. All in all, this has been a delightful read - a cozy mystery with interesting characters, good portrayal of the downstairs lives of a manor house (imagine Downton Abbey), a nice plot twist with enough red herring, sprinkled with quite a racy motive, and styled similar to Christie&#39;s (which I believe, she would even have approved). If you love Agatha Christie, you&#39;ll certainly enjoy this series!&lt;/span&gt;
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Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2

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Just replace the veterinarian with a physician, and move the setting from English countryside to American small town, and that&#39;s that. But there I was wrong. Once again, this reminded me to not judge a book from its cover; least of all, its title.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🩺 Young Dr. Luke Bradford has just been settled in Watervalley, a small town in Tennessee. He had moved from a bigger town a few years ago, but up till now is still feeling like an outsider. At first the story begins with just... well... ordinary days of ordinary lives in a picturesque little town. I loved the banters between Luke and his.. uh.. housekeeper? Anyway, Connie cleans and cooks for him, so Luke could almost always expect to get a warm greeting from Connie and her sister Estelle (who are often welcomed their as visitor). Luke&#39;s interaction with his eccentric patients and townfolks are entertaining too - an elderly woman who drinks too much and a cantankerous old veteran and publisher of the local newspaper are only few of them, but the most intriguing ones are the Mennonites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🩺 I honestly have not realized of the Mennonite&#39;s existence until now - I only know about the Amish. They are apparently slightly different in culture and manners, but they are all embracing the same philosophy. And as they first appeared in the story, I began to be apprehensive of what lays ahead. This book would have deeper layer than I have first anticipated. The first &#39;casualty&#39; was between two young men&#39;s supposed &#39;fight&#39;, one of them is a Mennonite, the other is a local war veteran. And when Luther, the cantankerous publisher, decided to publish a story about it, not without slight prejudice against the Mennonite young man, it provoked the town to their long time prejudices against the Mennonites. Apparently, it&#39;s up to Luke Bradford to maintain harmony in Watervalley, the town where he grows to love, and where the girl he loves most, Christine Chambers, lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🩺 Throughout the story, we are entertained with the &#39;ordinary days&#39; of living in a small town with its picturesque scenery, eccentric inhabitants, and the busy days of a doctor&#39;s practice. But they are all just the background. On the forefront there is the budding relationship of Luke Bradford and Christine Chambers - including the funny scenes of his planning a romantic proposal and the unexpected turn of event which might have thwarted the couple&#39;s bright future. But most importantly, there is also a dark secret looming beneath prejudices and old time enmity between two families. The part about war memorial, and particularly Luke&#39;s speech in the end, was very touching. And I loved the mixed of mystery and superstitious that lurked behind. It&#39;s really a heartwarming novel with unexpected depth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/1303484427306032990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/05/the-splendor-of-ordinary-days-2015-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/1303484427306032990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/1303484427306032990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/05/the-splendor-of-ordinary-days-2015-by.html' title='The Splendor of Ordinary Days (2015) by Jeff High'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwmOjx6Zkj8tzV_p9wNSDgAH6d0uFCYPisg_ITs-m0CaHMFTDWhAzX3_mtTqO-SF_IAsXGgfXaSag3YDweItoHupapzC_0QD1nutzBXoqzcP2MYGeL5W3_EPRRMvs0dT_klCf4OoN1vfCVG1_dC5uyCkUll9tKWZ0gCympFy4R56-gWKxHm_kRNoSxWWNv/s72-w259-h400-c/the-splendor-of-ordinary-days.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-978405339711245501</id><published>2026-05-08T07:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2026-05-08T07:00:00.116+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2022"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="America"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Animals"/><title type='text'>Remarkably Bright Creatures (2022) by Shelby Van Pelt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphengq683GCJaquXp1OGPOh2z-OI9xzxC1GsOGFwviVZ_KIMpDkzgZrMwwZ8ft5W4Nn6vDyZ_FteV5D9mvLs-RAu7VXSSywvgaGKy1b2bhYI6PaBXKH_YinWKA6iPEhATo1cJ-DGVp8d3az-STuP5s7vgYfsDI5oXdPmw_g4WVBHWeA_WGPv8RFSectJXyr/s1366/remarkably-bright-creatures.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;1366&quot; data-original-width=&quot;900&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhyphenhyphengq683GCJaquXp1OGPOh2z-OI9xzxC1GsOGFwviVZ_KIMpDkzgZrMwwZ8ft5W4Nn6vDyZ_FteV5D9mvLs-RAu7VXSSywvgaGKy1b2bhYI6PaBXKH_YinWKA6iPEhATo1cJ-DGVp8d3az-STuP5s7vgYfsDI5oXdPmw_g4WVBHWeA_WGPv8RFSectJXyr/w264-h400/remarkably-bright-creatures.jpg&quot; width=&quot;264&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🐙 &lt;i&gt;Remarkably Bright Creatures&lt;/i&gt; is Shelby Van Pelt&#39;s debut novel. It tells the story of three characters; of their lives and struggles, and how their lives are intertwined with each other in unexpected ways. First of all, there&#39;s Marcellus. He&#39;s a giant Pacific octopus who lives - or being captivated, as he always calls his life - in a giant aquarium at Sowell Bay Aquarium in Washington DC. Marcellus is the star of this book, and he narrated his own story on every chapter dedicated to him. I listened to the audiobook version, and I always loved when the narrator, Michael Urie&#39;s voice as a grumpy old man boomed through my headphone: &quot;&lt;i&gt;Day one thousand three hundred and..... of my captivity&lt;/i&gt;&quot; Well, Marcellus&#39;s narration never failed to captivate me too!

🐙 The second best main character is Tova Sullivan, an elderly woman in her seventies, who comes daily to clean the Aquarium on night shifts. She&#39;s a widow, and has been struggling after her only son Eric (18 years old) vanished on a boat incident in Puget Sound thirty years ago. His body was never found, and the authorities were never sure what caused the incident (was it accident, or suicide?) Tova is certain it could not be suicide, but what really happened? That episode; the uncertainty of it, is always nagging at her heart, and she never gets her closure. Doing the cleaning at the Aquarium gives her joy and comfort, to at least cope with her current life. I loved how she always greets every creature at the Aquarium, like they are her children or pupils. Well, she&#39;s their guardian, anyway. But her most wholesome relationship is with Marcellus. Their bond is really heartwarming - an unlikely friendship between two creatures. It was remarkable how they communicated without ever understanding each other&#39;s language, but they understand each other so well, nonetheless.

🐙 Last and, unfortunately, least, is Cameron Cassmore; a thirty-ish orphaned young man who was brought up by his aunt, after his drug-addict mother left him. He never knew who his father was, and so, when finding a college portrait of his mother with a boy, he assumed that he must probably have been his father. And so, driving a camper, Cameron is heading to Washington in quest of his (presumably) father. Not surprisingly, he got a job at the Aquarium, and working on a night shift when Tova sprained her ankle and couldn&#39;t work for a while. He eventually be friend with Tova, and of course, Marcellus. Cameron is a self-centered, spoiled brat and a crybaby, and I find no other quality to like him better. From start to end. Someone said in Goodreads review that he&#39;s warming up near the end, but I disagree. Cameron is simply an ass. And he ruined the whole story for me. Not that it&#39;s a perfect one. There are too many unimportant things and conversations scattered about. I found myself bored with these, and only Marcellus&#39; (and occasionally Tova&#39;s when she&#39;s alone) line that lift up my interest.

🐙 This book might have a brilliant premise - an intelligent and curmudgeonly Giant Pacific Octopus in his attempt to bring happiness to his favorite human. But the structure is not very neat. I feel I might need more of Marcellus&#39; narration than the humans interaction. He&#39;s so observant and intelligent, that it was he, Marcellus, who first solved the mysteries that the humans are searching. I believe he&#39;s clever enough to tell the stories (half of it, at least) of the humans, only from his observation behind the glass tank. Anyway, I loved the beautiful friendship between Tova and Marcellus, and she had done for him at the end. Marcellus was a much better friend an elderly woman could find, rather than her friends from the knitting club - nosy old women most of them, and not necessary for the story. All in all, it&#39;s a beautiful story about friendship, family, forgiveness and acceptance. All it needed to be a perfect one is just a neater writing.

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐

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The story opens with a memorable scene in Julia&#39;s bathroom, she&#39;s taking a bath, singing the &lt;i&gt;Marseillaise&lt;/i&gt;, while surrounded by &quot;some of her possessions&quot; - a table, a clock, and whatnot. The bailiffs were outside, taking some furniture out of the flat, indicating Julia&#39;s current hard-up-for-money situation. The cash she received from the furniture - after some rather flirty haggles - she needs it to travel to France, on her estranged daughter&#39;s invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🥜 &lt;/span&gt;From that opening scene, we were instantly aware of Julia&#39;s type of character. The story is set in the 1930s. During WWI, Julia had married very young to a guy named Packett, it&#39;s a hasty wedding, which lasted just for a year or two. Packett died in the war, leaving Julia with their daughter Suzanne. But Julia couldn&#39;t live with the priggish and wealthy Packetts; they were opposite her Bohemian nature. So Julia left her daughter with them, and started her own life as actress and showgirl in London. The Packetts gave her some money - thinking that she can start a good life with it - but of course, it lasted only a very short time. Julia lived always in need of cash - which she always had by either a little flirtation or deceit - you know the kind. And now, suddenly she received invitation from Susan (she called herself Susan rather than Suzanne), to whom she never had any communication before, to give advice about the man she (Susan) wished to marry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;🥜 Excepting the opening scene, the story is set in a vacation villa in Southern France. Julia is now playing her yet biggest &quot;role&quot;, a refined lady, worthy of her mother-in-law and her daughter. The whole story centered in Julia&#39;s struggle to maintain her dignity, while obstacle after obstacle threatened to expose her true character. The first obstacle came from Susan&#39;s lover Bryan; Julia soon found (in her dismay) that he is of her kind (but worse), and therefore won&#39;t be suitable for her daughter. Then, Susan&#39;s guardian, Sir William Waring, arrived, and left Julia to be on guard every second of her existence. Many comical scenes derived from the many adventures that came Julia&#39;s way, and in her struggles to appear graceful and poised. Margery Sharp did a wonderful job in portraying these, and in the process, we get to know Julia&#39;s genuine character which made people like her instantly. Well, people who cherished the good quality in her, despite of her unrefined outer manners. I, for one, loved Julia, and wished for her happy ending. 

🥜 What can I say? I loved almost every aspect of this book. The comical scenes are brilliant; humorous but tender; the main characters - Julia and Sir William - are lovely and charming, despite of their flaws (Julia&#39;s in this case); and the plot is smart. The only setback for me is the inconclusive ending. You might probably know that I dislike hanging ending. I am 99% sure of the ending, but I still prefer a neat one from the writer. Although in this case, I understand Sharp&#39;s choice of the ending; it emphasized Julia&#39;s character perfectly - you would never know what she might of might not do the next second you leave her alone. Well played, Margery Sharp!

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2
  
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🦍 Ivan&#39;s favorite human friend is Julia, the keeper&#39;s daughter, who also loves to draw and paint. In fact, Ivan gets his art supplies from her. In short, Ivan would have been living contentedly as he is, if Ruby has never come. Ruby is a baby elephant, the Mall&#39;s newest &#39;member&#39;, whom they have just taken from her family. They place her together with old Stella. The fact is, Stella is too old to perform anymore with her injured leg, so they need a fresh &#39;talent&#39; to train. Unlike Ivan, Stella always remembers her previous life in a zoo (elephant remembers, right?), and she&#39;s used to tell the others that there are two kinds of human: the kind and the mean; humans in the zoo are the kind one. And when Ruby was &#39;chastised&#39; by Mack (you wouldn&#39;t want to know the details) to learn her actions, something stirred deep in Stella and Ivan&#39;s heart. But Stella could do nothing while she&#39;s dying, so it&#39;s left to Ivan. The question is, what can he do, while he can&#39;t even save himself? (Ivan eventually understands what living in a cage means).

🦍 This book is not what I have expected when I picked it up. It has the charming aspects of funny, cute, and tender in it; but it also touches you much deeper. Applegate did a wonderful job of portraying the nature of each animal. And as I was listening to the audiobook, I would also say that Adam Grupper has been equally wonderful in giving each animal character its perfect personification - the sturdy Ivan, the foolish and constantly-chattering Ruby, the graceful Stella, and the laid-back Bob. Ivan is the perfect hero in this alright, but I think I have a soft spot for Bob, haha! On the whole, this is a bittersweet story with a vivid characterization, and also a great way to learn more, in particular, about gorilla.

🦍 I learned an even more intriguing fact from one of Goodreads&#39; reviews, that one and only Ivan was actually derived from a real life story of a gorilla who was also called Ivan. The real Ivan, who was famous as the &quot;Shopping Mall Gorilla&quot;, lived - or caged - in a Department Store after being kidnapped from its habitat in Congo. It was then moved - after some protests from some animal protection groups, to Zoo Atlanta, &lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot;&gt;in their Ford African Tropical Forest Exhibit, which mimics the landscape of a natural habitat. You can read more about it &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.earthintransition.org/2012/08/farewell-to-ivan-the-gorilla/ &quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Needless to say, when I said this is a bittersweet story, I believe the &#39;sweet&#39; is for the young adult readers&#39; still tender hearts. The reality is much gloomier. When Stella pictured the zoo as a dream place, and also later on when Ruby had been installed safely and happily in a zoo, my thoughts actually were: a zoo is definitely better than a cage, but it&#39;s not a place for wild animals. How do we know that they were really happy? They shouldn&#39;t have been kidnapped from the first. Now they would never have survived in the wilds. In the end, I had a lot of thinking, and I was not happy. Ah... how I wish I have read this book while I was much more innocent! :( 
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Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2

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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;🎭 While I have read a few Patricia Wentworth before, I have yet to start her Miss Silver series. And this time, I prefer to start from the beginning, where Miss Silver was first introduced in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Grey Mask&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;. She doesn&#39;t, however, appear very often in it. Indeed, it feels like Miss Silver is just a background; like an omniscient protector of the hero and heroine, who involve much more in the actions. It all begins when Charles Moray returns to England, after being abroad for eight years, as a result of being &#39;jilted at the altar&#39; by his fiancée Margaret. He visits his now abandoned home, which he inherited, only to find that a group of secret criminals have been using it as rendezvous place. The leader is a man with a grey mask. But what astonishes him most, is when he sees the woman he still loves, Margaret, comes and reporting to the grey masked man.  

🎭 From his eavesdropping, Charles gets that a girl called Margot is in danger, should some certificates surface. What it is all about, he doesn&#39;t understand. What he cares most is why Margaret is involved in it. Apparently, this Margot is a spoiled girl of seventeen, who has just been orphaned after her wealthy father died - drown - at sea, intestate. Moreover, there was either birth certificate nor wedding certificate to be found - or so the lawyer told Margot; that she was literally penniless. Her cousin, to whom the estate would be legally handed down, proposed to marry her. And one the frightful thought on that, she runs away. As you can imagine, she stumbled into Margaret&#39;s (and Charles&#39;) care and protection, which made them all entangled into this plot. And it was at this point that Charles Moray acquired Miss Maud Silver&#39;s service.
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🎭 As you can see, Miss Silver&#39;s portion of the story is meager. However, we (as well as Charles and co.) always feel her protecting presence. She knows almost everything, even before Charles reports things to her. Sometimes about things that Charles doesn&#39;t want to disclose to her. She was portrayed as a lady with her knitting; a woman with brain, who does all the deduction needed, but throws the dirty work, so to speak, to men. She once asked Charles to follow a suspect; and imagining that a detective asking his/her client to do the work he/she supposed to do, was quite hilarious to me.
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🎭 As a debut of a series, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;Grey Mask&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt; is a wonderful one. It has the right amount of actions, light-heartedness, mystery, and a pleasant twist with quite surprising villain at the end. Though Charles and Margaret&#39;s love story felt rather Victorian, I was entertained enough by Margot&#39;s character; a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;naïve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt; (to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;naïve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt; for her own good) young girl who always give others consternation, but surprisingly could - mostly by luck - extricate herself from some dangers she had encountered. Her line was so entertaining, and lent this book the light-heartedness, which otherwise would be rather gloomy with that Victorian-ish romance - and plot. 
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Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐&lt;/span&gt;

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It&#39;s because the mystery focused more upon a young woman&#39;s adventures, than the political side itself - which fell conveniently as mere background. This is a no-detective story, and the heroine is a Victoria Jones, a rather daydreaming-kind of girl who works as typist (not good enough in her job). She met a young man called Edward by chance, attracted to him on first sight, and when he bid her goodbye at the end of the day, because he would go to Baghdad (on duty) the following day, she decided to go to Baghdad herself!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;🐫 Though practically penniless, Victoria somehow procured her way to Baghdad by creating some lies (she&#39;s a born liar; and can say deceitful things effortlessly). Fortunately, she read on paper that an archeologist called Dr. Pauncefoot Jones is currently having a dig in Iraq, and since she, conveniently,  shares the same surname, Victoria Jones becomes a niece who is traveling to Baghdad to join his archeological uncle. Before she found her Edward, though, strange things happened. A man is dying on her bed in her hotel room - stabbed!; the man was later identified as a top British secret agent, who was carrying a top secret, by which the secret services men tried to uncover and stop a sabotage. Apparently a superpowers summit is going to be held in Baghdad, but a shadowy anti-communist and anti-capitalist group is threatening to ruin the show. The dying man&#39;s last words to Victoria was: &quot;Lucifer... Basrah... Lefarge&quot; - or so they sounded to Victoria. Unknowingly, but not without high excitement, Victoria was pulled into the center of this highly dangerous espionage adventure. 

🐫 Of course, knowing that Christie&#39;s inspiration for this book was her own trips to Baghdad with her archeologist husband Sir Max Mallowan, we were treated with many bits and pieces about its culture, atmosphere, and even the archeological site itself. And what a treat is is, besides, of course, the thrilling adventures. The identity of the villain, is not so much surprising. You&#39;ll probably guess it long before our heroine herself realizes it. In short, it&#39;s an unusual combination of espionage and lighthearted adventure, that perhaps only Christie could weave into a highly entertaining story.
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/5768528326023732050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/they-came-to-baghdad-1951-by-agatha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/5768528326023732050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/5768528326023732050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/they-came-to-baghdad-1951-by-agatha.html' title='They Came to Baghdad (1951) by Agatha Christie: A Reread'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7k9wSgYEaahtw7ttwWqy94K98NmG8GJ8fLvhoXbZc5rwrzh_80uVfcHCNExX4BdlTmDs4WDR7EBk9JeCsYz9sZSvb1RkDGFUrAdaO85Ca5X4_ZxCpFpdRuZfkh7ko4UgFnFGNQs7xaq0LxEnajc1c8_1zYQh9p1qWHlW8RZgd5Xqtvmt0-npsTDoDo9OE/s72-w253-h400-c/they-came-to-baghdad.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-2176032705582703103</id><published>2026-04-21T07:00:00.003+07:00</published><updated>2026-04-21T07:00:00.116+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1971"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="20th Century"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Elizabeth Taylor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="England"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Literary Fiction"/><title type='text'>Mrs. Palfrey at the Claremont (1971) by Elizabeth Taylor</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjINIjmU20_FlDP5Gc6j_MG3ozFiHmwGtyHd5AzaPt1cnbYN-LsJ5Gs1_37uOMcl4AwDVT_oaaoRsSnhq12TtsYJ035nrngZPqJ7j_hz6x3wqteXeNn8kI8GZcW-kKBQbLcshygNt2tMQgP1S-qHaeN2GU3aAS9qJmJ6C8wJsuhPoxIouMd7GGtxkCazc1F/s475/mrs-palfrey.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;475&quot; data-original-width=&quot;299&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjINIjmU20_FlDP5Gc6j_MG3ozFiHmwGtyHd5AzaPt1cnbYN-LsJ5Gs1_37uOMcl4AwDVT_oaaoRsSnhq12TtsYJ035nrngZPqJ7j_hz6x3wqteXeNn8kI8GZcW-kKBQbLcshygNt2tMQgP1S-qHaeN2GU3aAS9qJmJ6C8wJsuhPoxIouMd7GGtxkCazc1F/w251-h400/mrs-palfrey.jpg&quot; width=&quot;251&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;🏨 This&amp;nbsp;is my first introduction to the inimitable Elizabeth Taylor, and also the third book for my personal project: #Reading1971, which is the best so far! The previous two were &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/01/the-end-of-summer-1971-by-rosamunde.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;The End of Summer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by Rosamunde Pilcher (a pleasant read), and a non fiction by Erma Bombeck: &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/01/if-life-is-bowl-of-cherries-what-am-i.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;If Life is a Bowl of Cherries, What Am I Doing in the Pit?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;(&lt;/u&gt;a nostalgic memoir that made me chuckling all the time). At first, &lt;i&gt;Mrs. Palfrey&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;gave impression as a light-hearted tale about elderly people on the last stage of their independence life, but the more you read through, the more you realized it has more than what meets the eye.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🏨 After becoming a widow in her seventy-ish, Mrs. Palfrey decided to move to the Claremont Hotel. In the 1970s, it&#39;s not uncommon that some hotels reserved some of its rooms to accommodate elderly residents. These were usually widows or widowers who lived alone. Living in a hotel was not only practical (meals, cleanings, and washings were all taken care of), but it also provided what little of independent and freedom the elderly people could get before the &quot;end&quot; arrive (nursery home, hospital). There at the Claremont, Mrs. Palfrey begins to adjust to this new phase of her life - living at close proximity to the same people and endure their eccentricities day in day out; counting the dull hours until meal times (these are usually the most exciting time for them), and reading or discussing the menu from a board on the vestibule to fill in the time in between meals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🏨 Of the little freedom the residents of Claremont Hotel could boast of, is the visits of relatives. Sometimes they would dine at the Claremont, or else they would bring the elderly out for a picnic in the country or others. These are usually great events for them - a treat, which they are eagerly looking forward to. And that&#39;s what Mrs. Palfrey is lacking of. She has only one grandson - Desmond - but she has invited him without any response. Mrs. Arbuthnot has been pestering her about this relative, that Mrs. Palfrey do something that she would have never dreamt of. She invented a grandson! Ludovic - or Ludo - is an impoverished and handsome aspiring young novelist, who happened to help Mrs. Palfrey when she&#39;s fallen on the pavement on her way from the library. His tender care touched Mrs. Palfrey&#39;s heart, and what with her gratitude, and Mrs. Arbuthnot&#39;s pestering, she blurted out a dinner invitation at Claremont, with the scheme that entailed. In short, Ludo would act as Mrs. Palfrey&#39;s charming grandson Desmond, in exchange of some exciting adventures and free dinners. The scheme is successful... until the real Desmond appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🏨 If you think this a comical novel - a Wodehouse with more subdued tone, perhaps - you&#39;re totally wrong. It has a much deeper meaning than just a scheme gone wrong. The major themes are loneliness and boredom that old age bring. It&#39;s something young people&amp;nbsp;hardly understand, until they too grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #800180; font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&quot;As one gets older life becomes all take and no give. One relies on other people for the treats and things.&quot;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #800180; font-family: helvetica;&quot;&gt;&quot;It was hard work being old. It was like being a baby, in reverse. Every day for an infant means some new little thing learned; every day for the old means some little thing lost. Names slip away, dates mean nothing, sequences become muddled, and faces blurred. Both infancy and age are tiring times.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🏨 The loneliness has nothing to do with the presence of others, but the sense of helplessness, uselessness, that the elderly must endure. To watch how their independence slip away from them; that they become more and more burden for the youngsters; the way people treat them like little child, and worse even, treat them as nonentity. I have been witnessing these in my parents. and now I realize that growing old is a painful business - and it&#39;s much mentally as is physically - and that scares me not a little. I wish we have that kind of establishment like Claremont Hotel here in Indonesia, though I doubt if I would be able to afford it - it sounds quite expensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🏨 The issue of love or affection is also prominent in &lt;i&gt;Mrs. Palfrey&lt;/i&gt;. Elderly people always long for loving care and attention from their relatives, and although Mrs. Palfrey is a sensible and independent woman, she, too, couldn&#39;t resist the caring and attention Ludo has been providing her. From the beginning, I have sensed that Ludo&#39;s feeling towards Mrs. Palfrey is balanced between amusement, boredom, affection, and professional gain (finding in her a wonderful material for his novel, which he titled &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;_aupe copyable-text xkrh14z&quot; style=&quot;white-space: pre-wrap;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;They Weren&#39;t Allowed to Die There&lt;/i&gt;&quot;, from Mrs. Palfrey&#39;s own remark. Whether Ludo is exploitative or not, is debatable. I personally think it&#39;s normal. Anyway, when you encounter an old lady you didn&#39;t know, who knits you a sweater, and gives you money when you need it, do you instantly love her? It depends on so many things, right? And nobody would blame you if you don&#39;t. The fact that Mrs. Palfrey truly loves Ludo and thinks he loves her as much, well... it&#39;s good for her, and she&#39;s not very wrong. Ludo is much kinder (as kind as an artist can be) than her grandson Desmond, anyway.

&lt;/span&gt;🏨 As a literary creation, &lt;i&gt;Mrs. Palfrey&lt;/i&gt; is definitely a brilliant novel, beautifully written. It was shortlisted for the 1971 Booker Prize, but it&#39;s a shame it didn&#39;t win one. Taylor&#39;s character drawing is flawless; she managed to convey each of their personalities through dialogue, mannerism, as well as their inner thoughts. In the end, I felt like knowing them all for a long time. Of the elderlies, my favorite is Laura Palfrey her self. I loved her no-nonsense and strong character - I hope I turn like her in my old age.. :) I also liked Ludo; he is quite a lovely person. He cared about Mrs. Palfrey in his own way, and I can understand if not all what he&#39;d said or done were genuine; she was nobody of him, anyway. And I understand enough that he&#39;s half afraid she would become his burden - which is perfectly understandable. So, you see, this seemingly sweet and unassuming (if you judge from the cover) little novel, turned out to be keeping layers of surprising depth underneath each page. If this do not turn up to be one of my favorites this year, I would be very surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2176032705582703103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/mrs-palfrey-at-claremont-1971-by.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/2176032705582703103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/2176032705582703103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/mrs-palfrey-at-claremont-1971-by.html' title='Mrs. Palfrey at the Claremont (1971) by Elizabeth Taylor'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjINIjmU20_FlDP5Gc6j_MG3ozFiHmwGtyHd5AzaPt1cnbYN-LsJ5Gs1_37uOMcl4AwDVT_oaaoRsSnhq12TtsYJ035nrngZPqJ7j_hz6x3wqteXeNn8kI8GZcW-kKBQbLcshygNt2tMQgP1S-qHaeN2GU3aAS9qJmJ6C8wJsuhPoxIouMd7GGtxkCazc1F/s72-w251-h400-c/mrs-palfrey.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-8162575805914355899</id><published>2026-04-17T07:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2026-04-17T07:00:00.121+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#1961Club"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1961"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="20th Century"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="England"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mary Stewart"/><title type='text'>The Ivy Tree (1961) by Mary Stewart #1961Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-IPClGJJeUxjwnrGW8h470zkhWzEfmfcdatytQTG5JaLKRa9Puj-V3OJ00S9FeZdJua5NU-Ub0Ood5hqmLrdbb0-qnvL4DbnsJ1-xvAjzyWKY8Uuht_jpRO77O8HU-PXKWKZw48SBY5Z9YJO7jlPdFniM7_pUWRAt-1Z5FR41yjQGTs1STq4OAKKb2zW_/s500/the-ivy-tree.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;500&quot; data-original-width=&quot;326&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-IPClGJJeUxjwnrGW8h470zkhWzEfmfcdatytQTG5JaLKRa9Puj-V3OJ00S9FeZdJua5NU-Ub0Ood5hqmLrdbb0-qnvL4DbnsJ1-xvAjzyWKY8Uuht_jpRO77O8HU-PXKWKZw48SBY5Z9YJO7jlPdFniM7_pUWRAt-1Z5FR41yjQGTs1STq4OAKKb2zW_/w261-h400/the-ivy-tree.jpg&quot; width=&quot;261&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;🌳 My third and last read for #1961Club is another Mary-Stewart-success. &lt;i&gt;The Ivy Tree&lt;/i&gt; is a slow-paced psychological thriller about double identity, deception, greed, and, of course, a bit of romance. It is centered upon a young woman who calls herself Mary Grey - and who finds herself one day in the Roman Wall countryside in Northumberland, looking on to the ruin of a beautiful old house, and is identified by an angry farmer as Annabel Winslow. The farmer, a hardworking man called Connor &quot;Con&quot; Winslow. He is now the manager of Whitescar Farm. Eight years ago, Connor, who was a scheming and greedy young man, wanted to marry his second cousin, Annabel Winslow. But Annabel rejected him and fled away from Whitescar, to the disappointment of Matthew Winslow, her grandfather who adored her and wanted to make her his heir (hence Con&#39;s marrying her).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🌳 Several days after Mary Grey convinced Connor that she&#39;s not Annabel Winslow - despite of her uncanny resemblance to the disappeared woman - Connor&#39;s devoted sister Lisa Dermott visited Mary and proposed her to impersonate Annabel Winslow, and &quot;come home&quot; to Whitescar, to which Mary agreed. The inheritance money, after being divided between her and Connor, of course, would save her from her current poverty. There are two things, however, that could imperil their scheme: Mary Grey&#39;s fear of horses (against Annabel&#39;s love of the equine creatures), and Annabel&#39;s secret love affair with the Winslow&#39;s neighbour: Adam Forrest. Could Mary and Connor work through with these deception, and succeed in inheriting Whitefarm in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🌳 The psychological thriller aspect I&#39;m speaking about lays in Mary Grey/Annabel Winslow&#39;s true identity. Throughout the story Stewart threw hints and insinuations, that makes us - along with other characters in the story - continually wondering whether the woman is an impersonator, or Annabel Winslow herself; is this a deception or, well, a double deception? It is this aspect that sparks high level of excitement throughout the reading - beyond, of course, the success or failure of the scheme. Naturally, the first half of it was rather slow in pace. Mary Grey&#39;s &quot;lessons&quot; about Whitescar and the Winslows, which ran for three months, acted also as the background to the situation. The condition of the old grandfather (his end is near), and the upcoming arrival of Julie (Annabel&#39;s cousin, whom could change their whole scheme).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🌳 On the whole, this was an exciting thriller/romance to read. And, knowing Mary Stewart, I have been expecting some car-speeding and/or horse-prancing scenes - and Stewart didn&#39;t disappoint me - both were there to enlivened the thriller aspect. Of course, there&#39;s romance too, but I won&#39;t talk much about it. It happened near the end, anyway. What a fascinating book to close my #1961Club chapter this April. I can&#39;t wait to know which year &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.stuckinabook.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Simon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;https://kaggsysbookishramblings.wordpress.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt; would pick for October!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Read for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 1961 Club&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;hosted by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.stuckinabook.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Simon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;https://kaggsysbookishramblings.wordpress.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiBnlzTSa1HfVqSW_2iTx7uUgDhEifUU6Kfw4emlztFtv_LDycpgZjszUuOcflLEh3eY7ycMZNeKEho_EbbluXW7XP0UuK45lgoczGQ8NrB1abpOXNNg0htsX43YdkiU7XilCPg01hoggfhoJ7WZNytiOeMDQoCVw-cWrKQTjBCyc24-wC36bDzuQP1UjI/s598/1961club.png&quot; 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style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1bDGyz7zcrm2RfMsXGAkMfiXbt_hoRYjYuoJ-mEhCNoB9hgurCruKVmPfd1lRUK4zk7taIVVXrq2aWG3J_zrjieYPqIEmG0HS0V4hFkucNWzK_k-iU9rz_G1aFj13NoHM56iC2MrE5aBfoMxmSvDfRRCU9Uk3QvnX-GZFkn4hP6fOjuMx9z62jVfbtpAV/s500/the-body-in-the-dumb-river.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;500&quot; data-original-width=&quot;342&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1bDGyz7zcrm2RfMsXGAkMfiXbt_hoRYjYuoJ-mEhCNoB9hgurCruKVmPfd1lRUK4zk7taIVVXrq2aWG3J_zrjieYPqIEmG0HS0V4hFkucNWzK_k-iU9rz_G1aFj13NoHM56iC2MrE5aBfoMxmSvDfRRCU9Uk3QvnX-GZFkn4hP6fOjuMx9z62jVfbtpAV/w274-h400/the-body-in-the-dumb-river.jpg&quot; width=&quot;274&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;🎪 My second read for #1961Club is a far cry from my first; this one is a typical Golden Age murder mystery, introducing Superintendent Littlejohn of Scotland Yard as the detective. He was aroused from a deep sleep at 3 am, by a telephone call, informing him that a body has been found swept away by torrential flood in the Dumb River. It was identified as of late James (Jim) Teasdale of Yorkshire. Everyone said he is a decent man with no enemy; yet, he was stabbed to death, and his body was dumped in the river near Ely, Cambridgeshire, miles away from Yorkshire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🎪 It&#39;s later found out that Teasdale had been leading a double life. He had made huge mistake of marrying a girl from a snobbish, social-climbing family, who was always pestering him to be a successful man, which he was not. He failed at several attempts (an art store, photography store, and whatnot), and one day made an impulse of taking over a hoopla game at travelling fairs, on which, astonishingly, he made quite a success. Of course, he couldn&#39;t tell his wife and in-laws that he&#39;s running a hoopla; hence he told them that he&#39;s travelling much for a company, and would only come home every weekend. During his absence on these weekends, the hoopla was managed by a woman he&#39;s hired, who eventually became his mistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🎪 I have suspected from the beginning that this double life of his would probably be related to his murder. But is it? Is it his family who&#39;ve done it? Or is it a blackmail case? Either way, this mystery has had a good and promising beginning. I instantly liked Superintendent Littlejohn, with his no-nonsense but gentlemanly manner - just the kind of police/detective I always prefer. I liked also the slowly revealing of facts upon facts, by way of Littlejohn&#39;s painstaking interviews with either suspects or people who could provide clues. I always love a slow-building of mystery. However, after such a perfect pace with a promising dramatic scene near the end, the end itself felt underwhelming. The &#39;drama&#39; during the denouement was too long for an ending scene, and the red herring felt unimportant. I was surprised too to find out that this was actually the 35th book in the series - you&#39;d have expected a smoother one than this! I wouldn&#39;t probably continue reading the series, unless you can convince me that one of the previous books is much better than this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Read for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 1961 Club&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;hosted by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.stuckinabook.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Simon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;https://kaggsysbookishramblings.wordpress.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyxGFSsBg87Sb8YZMpqV0cVKdvokvo_LiqdFQ3Fv_a_6bR7XrCe2PY6Ygt-IOVjW0Yx5lCO3jVa5njJkteF9hB9fXFUuaByPDJj7F0x-Z1p2ZMKJtJHxMXBMDR08Azo2DpX2W4A5Xa5KUa5dSv1SMtKzHsS4n58kOvpo8uJWyl1wDxZTc2R8OriBqeqnaJ/s598/1961club.png&quot; 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style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;🦉 Farley Mowat is one non-fiction writer I have newly &#39;found&#39; two years ago; &lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2024/11/never-cry-wolf-1963-by-farley-mowat.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;Never Cry Wolf&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was one of my favorite non-fictions I have read for #NonFicNov. So, when I found out, when I was searching something to read for #1961Club, that he also wrote children fictions, how could I resist? And I&#39;m glad I have picked this one (over others on the list), since it proved to be a delightful read; just the one to kick off #1961Club!

🦉 Billy lives in Saskatoon, Canada, near a prairie. He&#39;s a boy who loves animals, and he already owns so much pet (dogs, cat, pigeons, rabbits, and gophers - oh, and rats also). But does it mean he could resist adding owls into his menagerie? Of course not! Billy asked his French teacher, who loves animals (besides photography and prairie), to help him catching an owlet from its nest up on one poplar bluff, but that ended in a hilarious flop, which was written perfectly in Mowat&#39;s style I remember from &lt;i&gt;Never Cry Wolf&lt;/i&gt;. So, Mr. French is out of the picture, but Billy eventually found a way of catching an owlet by himself, whom he calls Wol. 

🦉 Wol is a young horned owl. Billy found the nest when he&#39;s having a stroll, with his pals Bruce and Maurice, right after a great storm. Two of Wol&#39;s siblings had died, and it was when Billy &amp;amp; co. were working on a funeral for the dead siblings, they found Wol - the only survivor. Apparently owls hatched one day after another (not at the same time), and Wol is the biggest, and most probably the strongest of the three - hence he&#39;s survived. It&#39;s information like this which makes Mowat&#39;s books fun to read - he combines knowledge, good narrative skill, and sense of humour into wonderful books. I wouldn&#39;t have known that crows and owls are enemy if I didn&#39;t read this book, for instance.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;🦉 Wol grew up as a pet owl, meaning that he&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;can&#39;t fly (no one teaches him to), but mimicking the boys&#39; actions. Although he eventually flew when accidentally fallen off a branch, but he only does it when needed. Wol doesn&#39;t haunt, except for skunks. Horned owls seem to hate skunks, they&#39;re the only owls family who eat skunks. Hilarious moment it was when Wol brought skunk home for dinner (he used to dine with the family), and the family avoided him after that for days. It ended up with the father bathed him in tomato juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;🦉 &lt;/span&gt;Wol likes to tease Mud, the family&#39;s old dog, like hiding his bones or dinner. Occasionally Wol&amp;nbsp;would also playing the tail-squeeze game, which used to enrage Mud - poor old dog! But that&#39;s not the only funny scene between Wol and other animals in the book. I don&#39;t know which scene is funnier, the one when Wol is mad when he&#39;s almost drawn in the river, or when the Prairie chicks were just hatched, and went between Wol&#39;s foot thinking he&#39;s their mother. Wol then resignedly lower his feathers to warm the chicks. It would surely be a silly yet sweet thing to watch! Later on, another owl named Weeps was added to the menagerie - another owl to accompany Wol. In short, this is a charming book to read - children or adult. Hilarious and refreshing, but also provides some knowledge about animals and nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Read for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 1961 Club&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;hosted by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.stuckinabook.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Simon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;https://kaggsysbookishramblings.wordpress.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzmeSiWfvk0dwG8HoAZSFfoFRzyRI_Hi8x9c8ql_hcUnBbGgDaSPkjn0o_1HCDqq9AcYPcs3DhYevWSTJsC7EDItPKTOf-OZMKyMMbeo2fcIwDw9D9zz_OATO7Ms8y8Rxe0qOeIaY2pnaQdMq7PeRGBMZMz06ki0k5PTresE8aQYtrrOLsatIYMDS2f06/s598/1961club.png&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;596&quot; data-original-width=&quot;598&quot; height=&quot;319&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzmeSiWfvk0dwG8HoAZSFfoFRzyRI_Hi8x9c8ql_hcUnBbGgDaSPkjn0o_1HCDqq9AcYPcs3DhYevWSTJsC7EDItPKTOf-OZMKyMMbeo2fcIwDw9D9zz_OATO7Ms8y8Rxe0qOeIaY2pnaQdMq7PeRGBMZMz06ki0k5PTresE8aQYtrrOLsatIYMDS2f06/s320/1961club.png&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6235858856864353900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/owls-in-family-1961-by-farley-mowat.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/6235858856864353900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/6235858856864353900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/owls-in-family-1961-by-farley-mowat.html' title='Owls in the Family (1961) by Farley Mowat #1961Club'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_DjS-qJcxwYIMXeqZjvnqaXqWCCnbSH6B5VnL-daxmO_8yJGFoEErc5kZZ9DUBNxOWSTLUODwF_cvb93BpfCpXmcPxBOuLZpVKDLOPhHbKD2ceOuXn-lE8dOPONXAl_h6GGo83Gy20bDiohYUwkPsCcgiaMfj_Ckx6fvmBQp512ETOjck2ni9fY27HqMD/s72-w273-h400-c/owls-in-the-family.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-4848550894373124821</id><published>2026-04-09T07:00:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2026-04-09T07:00:00.117+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="#1961Club"/><title type='text'>What to Read for the Upcoming #1961Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqmvfl959Ec1v-B0txSJ2hXLets_Myhxrqi3MWqQd2GC1TdD5CrB-zYndqy2JsxRcj_cdcpNfOau87yxjutQeEvpNIsnI_M2zrfaC7eLZ6eYm9r2-HYcbebSh3EzL9rzwE2YAHEfBhGC9V-qMoQ6HwyGS-yOr1cWyCfWEq4-wdsbzphQ8LWor88iQyZ6Yu/s598/1961club.png&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;596&quot; data-original-width=&quot;598&quot; height=&quot;399&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqmvfl959Ec1v-B0txSJ2hXLets_Myhxrqi3MWqQd2GC1TdD5CrB-zYndqy2JsxRcj_cdcpNfOau87yxjutQeEvpNIsnI_M2zrfaC7eLZ6eYm9r2-HYcbebSh3EzL9rzwE2YAHEfBhGC9V-qMoQ6HwyGS-yOr1cWyCfWEq4-wdsbzphQ8LWor88iQyZ6Yu/w400-h399/1961club.png&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The 1961 Club is just around the corner - it runs from 13 to the19th of April 2026!; and I have been preparing for it for a while. As usual, the event would be hosted by &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.stuckinabook.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Simon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href=&quot;https://kaggsysbookishramblings.wordpress.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;. For one week we will be sharing books we have been reading that were published in 1961.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a warming up, here are books published in 1961 which I have read before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #a64d79; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;PREVIOUS READS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;Travels with Charley by John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A travelogue of Steinbeck&#39;s road trip &#39;in search of America&#39;, along with his old French poodle Charley. &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;For me, the travels provided a first hand glimpse to America in the 1960s, but what pleased me the most is John Steinbeck&#39;s writing - incisive, eloquent, and witty&lt;/i&gt;.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;[excerpt from my review, here&#39;s &lt;a href=&quot;https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2025/11/travels-with-charley-in-search-of.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;the complete one&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;The Agony and the Ecstasy by Irving Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irving Stone has been one of my favorite historical fiction writers. His books are always written vividly, bringing some of the greatest personages the world ever seen to life. I admire his thorough researches, that make you plunge into the time and the person&#39;s life so smoothly. My first read of Stone was &lt;i&gt;The Agony and the Ecstasy&lt;/i&gt; - read during pre-blogging era, so here&#39;s the &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/321552.The_Agony_and_the_Ecstasy&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Goodreads&#39; review&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you need to have a look at it. It&#39;s a biographical story about Michelangelo&#39;s life and his masterpieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;The Pale Horse by Agatha Chirstie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read this ages ago - when I was still in school, I believe. So, no review is available, but here&#39;s &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/95382.The_Pale_Horse&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; from Goodreads. I also can&#39;t remember what the mystery is about, but it&#39;s one of not-many Ariadne Oliver&#39;s mysteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #0b5394;&quot;&gt;Five Go to Demon&#39;s Rock by Enid Blyton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I&#39;ve been saying this over and over, that I have grown up reading Blyton&#39;s children adventures. Though it has been a long time since I read them, I still remember that &lt;i&gt;Five Go to Demon&#39;s Rock&lt;/i&gt; was one of my favorites back then. It&#39;s a fun one with a lighthouse and a treasure hunt. Here&#39;s the Goodreads&#39; &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/319975.Five_Go_to_Demon_s_Rocks&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;review&lt;/a&gt; if you (still) need a clue about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, what am I currently reading for #1961Club?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #a64d79; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;CURRENT READS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have originally picked &lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;eight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; books as possible reading list. These included Jon Godden&#39;s &lt;i&gt;Told in Winter&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp; Lucy M. Boston&#39;s&lt;i&gt; A Stranger at Green Knowe&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;My Thirty Years Backstairs at the White House&lt;/i&gt; by Lilian Rogers Parks. The latter was what I had really wanted to get into the final list. However, I could not find a copy to read, so, I must turn to the other five from the list. At the last moment, I dismissed &lt;i&gt;A House for Mr. Biswas &lt;/i&gt;(V.S. Naipul), as it wasn&#39;t appealing to me at that time (I&#39;m a moody reader), and though the next book is in my Classics Club list, I didn&#39;t think I would have enough time for &lt;i&gt;Where the Red Fern Grows&lt;/i&gt; (Wilson Rawls), so I had to dismiss it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it leaves me with these final &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #cc0000;&quot;&gt;three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, which I have read (and am currently reading):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #134f5c;&quot;&gt;1. Owls in the Family by Farley Mowat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #134f5c;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. The Body in the Dumb River by George Bellairs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. The Ivy Tree by Mary Stewart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pleased with my final choices, and have been enjoying all three very much. They are of different genres, and provide different satisfaction in my reading - just what I need in the present time. Can&#39;t wait to share my reviews with you next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what about you? Will you participate in the #1961Club? What will you be reading? And have you read books on my list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/4848550894373124821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/what-to-read-for-upcoming-1961club.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/4848550894373124821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/4848550894373124821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/what-to-read-for-upcoming-1961club.html' title='What to Read for the Upcoming #1961Club'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqmvfl959Ec1v-B0txSJ2hXLets_Myhxrqi3MWqQd2GC1TdD5CrB-zYndqy2JsxRcj_cdcpNfOau87yxjutQeEvpNIsnI_M2zrfaC7eLZ6eYm9r2-HYcbebSh3EzL9rzwE2YAHEfBhGC9V-qMoQ6HwyGS-yOr1cWyCfWEq4-wdsbzphQ8LWor88iQyZ6Yu/s72-w400-h399-c/1961club.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-2515900971838461703</id><published>2026-04-06T10:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2026-04-06T10:00:00.114+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="2023"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="21st century"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="India"/><title type='text'>Minor Disturbances at Grand Life Apartments (2023) by Hema Sukumar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqndhzjG2bKJMqOarsQv4WF60sguN_Qwg7s5mnIC08iqaogBfXplNih0oe7VEO9vUgrLuj3XU35vaeeKSIi-oPNSHiqh0ZIObFgS-Rrw6MwPEfef8zog7FPfe-hl68wyySKSD1H0-En51X7l4H-fuhx0lf9C1jw-HeWN2_ceIqyfJtg_BTVpXMdSJd3wM9/s768/minor-disturbances-at-grand-life.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;768&quot; data-original-width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqndhzjG2bKJMqOarsQv4WF60sguN_Qwg7s5mnIC08iqaogBfXplNih0oe7VEO9vUgrLuj3XU35vaeeKSIi-oPNSHiqh0ZIObFgS-Rrw6MwPEfef8zog7FPfe-hl68wyySKSD1H0-En51X7l4H-fuhx0lf9C1jw-HeWN2_ceIqyfJtg_BTVpXMdSJd3wM9/w260-h400/minor-disturbances-at-grand-life.jpg&quot; width=&quot;260&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;🏬 I picked up this book in the first place because it has double appeals to me. First of all, I myself live in an apartment, and any book about apartment dwellers almost always attracts me. Secondly, this debut novel of Hema Sukumar is set in an Asian country, which I&#39;d feel most related, as I am also an Indonesian. As a debut novel, I&#39;m quite surprised to find this book as perfectly balanced in depth and its cultural background. It&#39;s not overly done - like many others Asian books might - and it is neither too light nor too heavy to read. It is a pleasant slice-of-life book with plausible story-line and amiable but realistic characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🏬 Grand Life Apartments is located in the beautiful coastal city of Chennai, India, and is owned by Mr. Mani, who had changed his ancestor&#39;s home to be a modern and comfortable middle-class apartment building. It is never mentioned how many residences it originally has, but the main characters in the story are three of them: Kamala (a widow-dentist), Revathi (a single thirty-ish career woman), and Jason (a young British chef). Each of them currently has their own struggles. Kamala&#39;s daughter, Lakshmi, had &#39;thrown a bomb&#39; when she told her mother that she&#39;s a lesbian. Like most Asian mothers (I am terribly lucky that my mother isn&#39;t in this category), Kamala has been fretting and chasing Lakshmi to have a boyfriend and married properly, probably since she graduated college. It&#39;s a typical problem faced by most Asian girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🏬 Similar to Lakshmi&#39;s previous ordeal, Reva has also been &#39;terrorized&#39; by her mother to marry soon. This including sending possible candidates every now and then, continually asking updates on her dates with the respective candidates, and tons of hints about marriage. Reva, also typical of Asian daughters, is always torn between obeying her mother and making her happy, and pursuing her own choice of living - a suitable career and a partner she really wants to get married with. Jason, on the other hand, is a &#39;fish-out-of-water&#39;, so to speak. He fled from England following a painful break with his girlfriend, and just picking Chennai to be his temporary dwelling. His struggles is in burying the painful past, and adapting into his new surroundings. I loved it that both Kamala and Reva, as well as Mani, are accepting him with warm affection, that he soon finds his bearing, and starts to feeling himself again in no time (while cooking more and more Indian cuisine, which won Kamala&#39;s approval).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🏬 In the midst of their personal struggles, though, there looming another problem that will have had bigger impact on all of them. A big construction company has been pestering Mani to sell the apartment building, as they wanted to build more modern ones. Mani refused to do that, and now they are throwing threats. A lawyer (Kamala&#39;s best friend) is bringing the case to the court, and now they are just waiting nervously for their future. Would Kamala have to leave this apartment she has been staying for years, and must she find a new one in her age? Would Jason, who has just found his bearing in this apartment, have to be moving again? Amid these restless moments, Kamala, Reva, and Jason are always affectionately supporting each other. Could they save Grand Life Apartments in the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🏬 Like I said, this book turned out to be not like typical Asian novels. We are entertained by many Indian cuisines and cultural manners, as well as the most-related (to me personally) atmosphere of hot sunny days, mosquitoes, and the ceiling fan humming. But Sukumar could weave the story around it beautifully, that it never felt overwhelming. It is a gentle, heartwarming story, and Hema Sukumar is definitely my new favorite Asian writer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/2515900971838461703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/minor-disturbances-at-grand-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/2515900971838461703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/2515900971838461703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/04/minor-disturbances-at-grand-life.html' title='Minor Disturbances at Grand Life Apartments (2023) by Hema Sukumar'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqndhzjG2bKJMqOarsQv4WF60sguN_Qwg7s5mnIC08iqaogBfXplNih0oe7VEO9vUgrLuj3XU35vaeeKSIi-oPNSHiqh0ZIObFgS-Rrw6MwPEfef8zog7FPfe-hl68wyySKSD1H0-En51X7l4H-fuhx0lf9C1jw-HeWN2_ceIqyfJtg_BTVpXMdSJd3wM9/s72-w260-h400-c/minor-disturbances-at-grand-life.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8584058713548027639.post-9118367795302981543</id><published>2026-04-02T07:00:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2026-04-02T07:00:00.120+07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1937"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="20th Century"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Crime-Detective"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="England"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="John Dickson Carr"/><title type='text'>The Ten Teacups (1937) by Carter Dickson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZvYCxbxpyD7FCjpR40FQeAGIBppyIysWJt2h5CvRGPyXzYQuso2LLDIxVbr2s_YTtD3ke2314HWOpbl6E4kok2wOqUqQ4AhMvuvNiuRy0cN6dZWx-99VIY-9rIoN_uWgAAbeuFT-VIC2slsXJk6zsZ7oxRf7erFmSlaatioa5J6n3qfXryvTmykISnVmt/s500/the-ten-teacups.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;500&quot; data-original-width=&quot;342&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZvYCxbxpyD7FCjpR40FQeAGIBppyIysWJt2h5CvRGPyXzYQuso2LLDIxVbr2s_YTtD3ke2314HWOpbl6E4kok2wOqUqQ4AhMvuvNiuRy0cN6dZWx-99VIY-9rIoN_uWgAAbeuFT-VIC2slsXJk6zsZ7oxRf7erFmSlaatioa5J6n3qfXryvTmykISnVmt/w274-h400/the-ten-teacups.jpg&quot; width=&quot;274&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;☕ Although I&#39;m a fan of simple but ingenious murder mysteries - such as what Agatha Christie had often delivered - every now and then I could also enjoy the impossible and intricate ones. &lt;i&gt;The Ten Teacups &lt;/i&gt;was one of those. Moreover, it&#39;s written by John Dickson Carr - whose pen name of Carter Dickson was too obvious to be hidden from public. And this was my first introduction to Sir Henry Merrivale, the brain of this murder-series, who was accompanied by Chief Inspector Humphrey Master from Scotland Yard, and the young and bright Detective-Sergeant Bob Pollard. Merrivale is an old barrister and head of military intelligent of war office in England.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☕ The mystery begins with an anonymous letter that Masters received, bearing the message that &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;There will be ten teacups at number 4, Berwick Terrace, W.8, on Wednesday, July 31st, at 5 p.m. Precisely. The presence of the Metropolitan Police is respectfully requested.&lt;/i&gt;&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;Masters&#39; immediate action is to consult Sir Henry Merrivale (or HM, as people usually call him), because the letter reminded Masters of another similar letter the Scotland Yard had received two years previously, which ended on an unsolved locked-room murder mystery. The police had then found ten teacups (empty) laid on the table near the body. This time, though, Masters is more prepared; he instructed his men to watch the house (number 4, Berwick Terrace, which was an empty house on-sale), and Sergeant Pollard to get the key from the agent, and hide himself inside. Despite of these precautions, Vance Keating was dead after having been shot twice, and ten teacups were found near his body, although the police never saw any other person entering the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☕ The most interesting part of a locked-room mystery is always the technicality of the murder. How was it performed while there&#39;s no one possibly inside the room? But here, the police were also struck by the similarity of it with the previous ten teacups mystery. Were the two connected, or even committed by the same murderer? One thing that they could connect was that both the houses were belonged to the same person. And this man, along with his wife, are the victim&#39;s friends. They are the suspects, along with three other friends. What puzzled HM and Masters at the early stages, was why had the murderer not brought the ten teacups with him when he left the place? Were they meant to be a symbol, perhaps? Was there even a ten-teacups-secret society perhaps? What ensued from these, were a combination of theories, interviews, and some actions in the end - the theories (presented by HM) are rather the dominant part compared to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☕ All in all, this was a solid intricate and impossible locked-room murder mystery. The one which, when you passed one solution, and then the second one, you would forget the previous one. I could remember the murderer, all right. Though I have expected Dickson Carr had given the murderer&#39;s more &quot;stage&quot; to elaborate on their motive, rather than reading HM&#39;s long-stretch of denouement - a dry explanation that made you a bit sleepy. And my problem with these impossible locked-room mysteries is the technicality. I couldn&#39;t possibly know, for instance, whether if you pointed a particular type of gun to a particular angle, it would produce a shot at a certain point, could I? No, it is much simpler to follow the technicality of how human psychology works than these weapons and what not. Nonetheless, this had been a quite entertaining one, though the solution was not what I have expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Read for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cloak and Dagger Reading Challenge 2026&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;hosted by Carol @&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://carolsnotebook.com/2024/12/01/2025-cloak-and-dagger-reading-challenge/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Carol&#39;s Notebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh16eC2J8stH7DNgggsFLMRY6jVVtd48JS2UWAjub3kowhxHskrcnJUw6JbrMb7ugJu8HJap8S2WDXFMUfH8wJyhDqRx8wjJ5CbCAgke_aU-8nOdIlDFIWxPgVoQCZPngM5j4hiLVkx_OxFOz6myRhMprcNhk2CYNTzjH4YIfwRS7Ri1GzZEJfK5tGUOCIs/s768/Cloak-and-dagger-2026.jpg&quot; 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target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Death by Dumpling&lt;/a&gt;, which was okay. I have bigger expectation for the second book, but unfortunately, this has been a little off for me. Our sleuth, Lana Lee, has plan for her future career, which does not involve waiting tables at the family restaurant of Ho Lee Noodle House, located in the Asian Village business complex. However, just days before her coming interview at a professional office, her parents announced that they would go to Taiwan visiting an ailing old aunt. And, they wanted Lana to be in charge of the restaurant, instead of her sister Anna May, who&#39;s studying for her law school - which is more important than Lana&#39;s current idle existence. And so, like a dutiful Asian child, she relented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🥟 Lana has just been befriended another bookworm like herself. A few months ago, a newlywed couple opened a souvenir store next door, and the wife has been a kind and gentle person, with whom Lana liked to book-shopping with. However, a terrible thing happened; one night the couple was brutally murdered inside their shop. So, once again, Lana couldn&#39;t stop herself from meddling and snooping into the murder case; intending to find the murderer of such a kind woman who was her friend. Of course, her new boyfriend, Detective Adam Trudeau, scolded her for snooping, but how can she resisted anyway? Not when&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🥟 First of all, there&#39;s too many dramas around the sleuthing. And I always hate drama! Well, a few dramas to spice up is still okay, but in this case, a lot of Lana&#39;s sleuthing came from these dramas. The dead husband turned out to have not one, but two ex wives (and possibly one ex-lover - I have lost count). And &#39;miraculously&#39; these ex wives, as well as the wife&#39;s sister, suddenly wanted to have heart-to-heart conversations with Lana. That must have been every detective&#39;s dream, I guess. I still can&#39;t imagine how strangers would want to speak with a friend of the deceased (after a murder, no less). And they even answered some of Lana&#39;s questions, which would have seemed suspicious to normal people. But there you are. These ex wives even turned tantrums at times. :( Maybe too many women in a crime story is a bad idea after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🥟 What I would have expected from this second book of the series, are, first, more noodle dishes to be mentioned, in particular the dim sum that the writer put in the title. Where is the dim sum?! And secondly, I would love to see more of Adam Trudeau, the detective, in the investigation, rather than only as possible boy friend to the sleuth, and who would later on appear when she was in danger, saved her, while saying: I&#39;ve-told-you-not-to-snoop-look-what-you&#39;ve-done&#39; kind of thing. Which what I assumed to have happened, because - a confession - I ditched the book right after the murderer was revealed. I lost interest of the final outcome. So, that&#39;s how this series turned up for me. A promising one at first, but unfortunately, a disappointing sequel. Another series I won&#39;t continue in the future. If only Vivien Chien had put some dim sums into it, I would probably change my mind, because I love noodles and dim sums, and that had been my reason of picking this series in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Read for:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cloak and Dagger Reading Challenge 2026&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;hosted by Carol @ &lt;a href=&quot;https://carolsnotebook.com/2024/12/01/2025-cloak-and-dagger-reading-challenge/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Carol&#39;s Notebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2LuBK3lP740sMOweK1FjUoxvrjKXrV9cNiiUqRFLiTc_rNFDiXPPrwNk17yU0xOT1TakmRf74DEaSyTzX_fdT4Sl5EpIhPQyl3zCpEVAkVtcWw8Z1hPhlVjp7aW0Hoq9LMtTSORxMOb9GN2S6umfSDXcteKOKo2S8ymWmKuejchpj8pnnCeqTmxsvef5Y/s768/Cloak-and-dagger-2026.jpg&quot; 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style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgusrgInbTLnMqDU8kwpfmn5TzLGZ-vlEXY6YNrREImXb1hZI7XvEja6iLFugwT3lVhyu_Gnkrega_nvPdsRjGtLb9lYOW-pzSCqBPIQuwKPexe8qlT3UeUUZ6nbzMEkOG5j-Tp38S3um584pIXwMJeHR9jKoxoVTEFaed9RO7O6IpF3I0RqVANE9puvary/s500/cookingp-with-fernet-branca.jpg&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;500&quot; data-original-width=&quot;321&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgusrgInbTLnMqDU8kwpfmn5TzLGZ-vlEXY6YNrREImXb1hZI7XvEja6iLFugwT3lVhyu_Gnkrega_nvPdsRjGtLb9lYOW-pzSCqBPIQuwKPexe8qlT3UeUUZ6nbzMEkOG5j-Tp38S3um584pIXwMJeHR9jKoxoVTEFaed9RO7O6IpF3I0RqVANE9puvary/w256-h400/cookingp-with-fernet-branca.jpg&quot; width=&quot;256&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;🍷 Imagine reading a P.D. Wodehouse, but move the setting to Tuscany, then reduce the usual slapstick moments - just a tiny bit, and add a lot of cooking and unusual recipes - there, you&#39;ll get &lt;i&gt;Cooking with Fernet Branca&lt;/i&gt;. The story revolve around two foreign neighbors in a secluded hilltop cottages in Tuscany. Both the rather snobbish English man Gerald Samper, and the Voynovian (a crime-riddled ex-Soviet Republic country) Marta, had bought their cottages from the same agent, who promised them both that they could live peacefully. A promise, which, with time, proved to be broken. Through a series of misunderstandings and, a Wodehousian miss-timing, the two neighbors found themselves struggled to maintain harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🍷 Gerald &quot;Gerry&quot; Samper is a ghostwriter in need of a secluded place to write about the lives of celebrities - from sportsman to boyband singer. When he&#39;s in a foul mood, Samper turns to experimental cooking - creating eccentric dishes - with questionable delectability - with unusual ingredient-pairings. Indeed, one time, when he heard someone said &quot;cats among the pigeons&quot;, Samper literally thought of cooking with cat&#39;s and pigeon&#39;s meat. Ugh! He even &quot;shares&quot; some of his recipes in the book. One particular ingredient that later on becomes his staple is Fernet Branca, a distinctive liquor first introduced by his new neighbor, Marta. Marta is a songwriter, who is currently hired by a famous Italian movie director named Pacini. When the unlikely neighbors first met, both thought the other ridiculous persons who&#39;s bragging about his/her profession. And these &#39;misunderstandings&#39; continually formed hilarious moments throughout the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;🍷 What makes this book more distinctive, is the structure. The story is told from both Gerald and Marta&#39;s point of view. They told it alternately, describing most of the scenes from their perspectives. While Gerald&#39;s parts are mostly read like a diary with additional cooking recipes, Marta&#39;s contains of diary and letters to her sister. From these, we gather little by little of her social and familial background, which spices up the story a bit. I won&#39;t describe the plot in details, for not spoiling it for you, because the comedic quality of this book depends on the plot and timing. In short, it&#39;s a delightful and hilarious book, with quirky characters, more quirky dishes, and with the rural Tuscany summer vibes - sprinkled with tiny glimpses of the glamourous world of celebrities, movie making, and helicopters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;white-space-collapse: preserve;&quot;&gt;Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐1/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/feeds/6862815426307362452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/03/cooking-with-fernet-branca-2004-by.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/6862815426307362452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='https://www.blogger.com/feeds/8584058713548027639/posts/default/6862815426307362452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='https://klasikfanda.blogspot.com/2026/03/cooking-with-fernet-branca-2004-by.html' title='Cooking with Fernet Branca (2004) by James Hamilton-Paterson'/><author><name>Fanda Classiclit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07642429343958941266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzYzuripOxX8fjaS3qoN1PEjSdFtTQdObBTN9JCIoaM837NPH6jbWmetAavZ3NhWek1xp5jWdbj54DTNMSwihsWmSgFGbDnSVPwAB6ENDI3ePalY0ywpAdHsW9dMOeSw/s220/avatar-fanda.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgusrgInbTLnMqDU8kwpfmn5TzLGZ-vlEXY6YNrREImXb1hZI7XvEja6iLFugwT3lVhyu_Gnkrega_nvPdsRjGtLb9lYOW-pzSCqBPIQuwKPexe8qlT3UeUUZ6nbzMEkOG5j-Tp38S3um584pIXwMJeHR9jKoxoVTEFaed9RO7O6IpF3I0RqVANE9puvary/s72-w256-h400-c/cookingp-with-fernet-branca.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>