voting 'coigny'
― TOO LOW, the Curator (imago), Monday, 3 February 2020 16:03 (four years ago) link
I have just the one copy, but it's had Premier Handling*.
*Each volume to be thoroughly handled, eight leaves in each to be dog-eared, a suitable passage in not less than 25 volumes to be underlined in red pencil, and a leaflet in French on the works of Victor Hugo to be inserted as a forgotten book-mark in each. Say, £2 17s 6d. Five per cent discount for literary university students, civil servants and lady social workers
― fetter, Tuesday, 4 February 2020 12:44 (four years ago) link
http://www.eerpublishing.com/gallacher-bohemian-belfast-and-dublin.html
Obscure stuff, from an obscure press, but this book could be quite interesting on the postwar Flann and his Dublin.
― the pinefox, Thursday, 16 September 2021 13:53 (two years ago) link
just finished 'the hard life' - brisk and well-observed but patently weighted with what must have been the writer's own mounting woes, very little allowed to transcend except the irrepressible brother
― imago, Thursday, 23 June 2022 12:49 (one year ago) link
One of the oddest things about that book is how much is taken up with the brother (Manus?) 's letters. They fill page after page. I don't think FO'B entirely knew what he was doing in that regard.
Kind of interesting about Mr Collopy's campaign and his audience with the Pope, though.
― the pinefox, Thursday, 23 June 2022 13:16 (one year ago) link
Well, the letters don't start really happening until the final third, but then oh boy. It's almost like the narrator is being written out of his own book, which I presume intentionally-done
― imago, Thursday, 23 June 2022 13:18 (one year ago) link
The narrator does otoh have the pleasure of being able to dismiss the brother's reams of advice with disillusioned curtness, so there's right of reply
― imago, Thursday, 23 June 2022 13:19 (one year ago) link
I do wonder if FOB harboured an as-it-happens impossible desire to move to London at this time
― imago, Thursday, 23 June 2022 13:21 (one year ago) link
Myles would reminisce about Germany.
Curse it, my mind races back to my Heidelberg days. Sonya and Lili. And Magda. And Ernst Schmutz, Georg Geier, Theodor Winklemann, Efrem Zimbalist, Otto Grun. And the accordion player Kurt Schachmann. ... Beer and music and midnight swims in the Neckar. Chats in erse with Kun O'Meyer and John Marquess... Alas, those chimes. Und als wir nahmen/ Abscheid vor den Toren/ beim letzten Kuss, da hab' Ich Klar erkannt/ dass Ich mein Herz/ in Heidelberg verloren/ MEIN HERZ/ es schlagt am Neck-ar-strand! Tumpty tumpty tum.
He couldn't go anywhere, he had to support the family. The only escape was alcohol.
― alimosina, Thursday, 23 June 2022 18:23 (one year ago) link