This will be a short post today for no other reason than both husband and I are both beginning to feel what we think are the effects of continued hot weather, and so we’re going to take it easy today. Not that writing my posts is exactly onerous! I enjoy writing them (and taking photos with my posts in mind).
Shortly, I will decamp to the garden with my book. I am really enjoying Marcia’s latest, it’s a delightful summertime read.
And yes, that’s my panama hat. I have only two sunhats. I find sunhats that suit me are difficult to find and usually buy my hats in a gent’s outfitters where they have a good selection of panama hats. Men’s hats are so much nicer than women’s hats. I have a small head and short body, and therefore large hats make me look like I’m wearing a dustbin lid. Neater ones, such as this one (above) look so much better on me. When I see women dressed for garden parties and Royal Ascot wearing huge great saucers of hats (sadly, the Duchess of Cornwall is partial to this kind of hat) I think they look rather ridiculous. I once read, it might’ve even been said by Christian Dior, that doyenne of style, that a hat should never exceed the width of a woman’s shoulders, with which I agree.
This is me, about three summer’s ago, wearing my other hat, which is at least 30 years old. Husband really likes this hat even though it’s now no longer pale raffia colour but rather a dirty run-burnt colour, but I put a scarf around the crown and tie that in a large bow at the back and it’s surprising the compliments this old hat has received!
Anyway, back to today. We woke up quite late, around 8.30am after a restless night because of the heat, and consequently we have not long since had our breakfast. Fresh fruit and a boiled egg & toast for husband and a croissant and apricot jam for me, with mugs of tea. Yes, mugs. Not my usual style, I know, but they are china mugs. I don’t much care for thick pottery mugs, I just don’t like the feel of them on my lips. Fussy me!
As I mentioned I parted with around 60+ books yesterday, at least 50 of them paperbacks and some hardbacks, too, and then I found the Joan Bakewell autobiography which came home with me, and the two books that were delivered, Cambridge Blue and Homecomings. Well, folks, this morning two more books have arrived. Not exactly a tidal surge of new books (new to me, I mean) but a gentle trickle in this direction!
Now I have to admit to being somewhat spendthrift with The Choir. This is the first contemporary novel by Joanna Trollope. Some of you might even have read it. It was published in 1988 and around 22 years ago it was dramatized into a six-part TV serial. However, I had never bought a copy of this novel in hardback. Indeed, in all the various times I spent helping out in my friends’ bookshop, I never saw a copy of this book in hardback, and when I looked on www.abebooks.co.uk this week, there was only a single copy available. And it would be an expensive first edition signed by the author, in Fine condition (which means with a dust jacket) would it not? So it was either grab that one and shell out what was for me serious money, or wait until a cheaper copy appeared. But would a cheaper copy ever appear? If this was the only copy on the whole of the Abe Books website, this book is obviously scarce, and so I bit the fiscal bullet and bought it. For a book that was published 30 years ago it is excellent condition, I’m absolutely delighted.
I think there is a difference between buying from an actual bookseller than from a private person wishing to offload some books on eBay or Amazon. A bookseller knows the difference between Mint, Fine condition, Good condition, and Fair condition. I’ve had books from private sellers who think creased spines and yellowed pages are books in Very Good condition when they most definitely are not. If I’ve paid just a 1p plus postage, I’m not going to fuss, but sometimes it is obvious that the seller has bought the book at a boot sale or in a charity shop and not even examined it, for I’ve had books that have had ripped pages that had been advertised as Very Good condition.
And now my Joanna Trollope collection is complete, and I will soon have the pleasure of re-reading The Choir, which I still think is one of her best novels.
The Nicky Pellegrino is just an inexpensive paperback for reading in the summer afternoons. I won’t say “beach reading” as we don’t go on the beach, we leave that to the tourists.
And now, back to the garden and my book,
Until next time.